Buddy

Losing a dear friend

Buddy

Walking with head down,

Feeling utterly broken.

Thoughts of my best buddy,

You will never be forgotten.

They opened that bright bridge,

To allow you to enter.

Flew away with my heart,

Then tore out the centre.

For that lead hangs, empty,

With your shiny new bowl.

I'm nothing without you,

Just a broken old soul.

You were there when I laughed,

You were there when I cried.

Sorry I couldn't be there,

The day that you died.

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