Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend .
You shall live forever.
The dress you once wore, the constant knocking at the door, doesn't bother me anymore.
The sky might be crystal clear, there's no use of any
fear, and although you think the end is near, you shall live forever.
The mountains, they may say your name, in this endless life of a game, when I scream, they might as well. But oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
The endless horizon of the sea, can't take you farther away from me, for however little that I may be, you may not hold any glee, because Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend , you shall live forever.
The son of God, as he once was, shall kneel before you. For all I knew, you felt it too, gazing down from your balcony for that heavenly view, you knew in your heart, that Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
The wistful thinker that I once was, working through the day thirsty for applause, the wind didn't agree with the me, nor did the person that I once was, but you picked me up, enlightened me, and I learned how to take a pause. Which is why,
Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
The tiny drops of rain, that fall upon my window pane, symbolize colloquially the deep state of vain, that my intellect fell into, as it marched down from the top to the bottom in a brisk second, almost as if to remind me, of how little my esteem was, my prestige a mere delusion, which splashed hard at the sight of a little transparency. You came in like a wiper, washed it all off softy, using the gentle force at times, almost as if to give the drop a new found purity. So it'd be fair to say,
Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend , You shall live forever.
The desk that I sat upon, wondering my existence till the break of dawn, pondering if this life shall go on, never holding myself from a moment of mourn, the damages that were made to the structure, almost as if to break it apart and rupture, you came in and fixed them ever so finely, that this heart shall remain glued like the desk has. So, Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend .
You shall live forever.
The misty drops of dew, like the devil that hurt you, shall also disappear soon as the sun comes by, and the wondrous angel that resides within you, will continue to spread the joy.
So, Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
You shall live forever.
The dress you once wore, the constant knocking at the door, doesn't bother me anymore.
The sky might be crystal clear, there's no use of any
fear, and although you think the end is near, you shall live forever.
The mountains, they may say your name, in this endless life of a game, when I scream, they might as well. But oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
The endless horizon of the sea, can't take you farther away from me, for however little that I may be, you may not hold any glee, because Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend , you shall live forever.
The son of God, as he once was, shall kneel before you. For all I knew, you felt it too, gazing down from your balcony for that heavenly view, you knew in your heart, that Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
The wistful thinker that I once was, working through the day thirsty for applause, the wind didn't agree with the me, nor did the person that I once was, but you picked me up, enlightened me, and I learned how to take a pause. Which is why,
Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
The tiny drops of rain, that fall upon my window pane, symbolize colloquially the deep state of vain, that my intellect fell into, as it marched down from the top to the bottom in a brisk second, almost as if to remind me, of how little my esteem was, my prestige a mere delusion, which splashed hard at the sight of a little transparency. You came in like a wiper, washed it all off softy, using the gentle force at times, almost as if to give the drop a new found purity. So it'd be fair to say,
Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend , You shall live forever.
The desk that I sat upon, wondering my existence till the break of dawn, pondering if this life shall go on, never holding myself from a moment of mourn, the damages that were made to the structure, almost as if to break it apart and rupture, you came in and fixed them ever so finely, that this heart shall remain glued like the desk has. So, Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend .
You shall live forever.
The misty drops of dew, like the devil that hurt you, shall also disappear soon as the sun comes by, and the wondrous angel that resides within you, will continue to spread the joy.
So, Oh my Friend , my Friend , Friend . You shall live forever.
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