Slip away, 'tis okay
After all the years you've seen...
She went for a little run
On a beautiful evening day...
How precious it must be to live,
In the presence of all that is you...
Twenty-one balloons; blew with the breeze
begging for freedom to put them at ease...
There used to be a day where we never left...
You were my sister and i was yours...
This poem explains how I'm feeling about finishing...
Words blasting in my ears
I feel the beat coursing through my veins...
We drift slowly apart
Trying to stay but time...
I wont forget you, i wont forget what happened but...
This is it, our final good-bye
You left me here, I don't know why...
You can no longer be my friend
I thought this would take longer to end...
If I never see
Your face again...