As I flip through the pages of my slam book
I wish if you were still here
I remember how you wanted to be a politician
how you wanted things to go your way.
Down to earth; hailing from a small village
Wonder if that was your destiny
You went away
Leaving everyone astray.
The naughty smile of yours
I remember how it drove the lasses insane
That pure innocent look; that charm
there was something endearing in your ways.
It happened so fast
pieces just fell; I couldn't make them stay
No one could have; it was destined.
It happened for some reasons I don’t understand
Wish you were here
It was much better with you my friend
All I am left with now
are the words and your dreams you once told me.
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