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I can’t believe you gone
it’s like you graduated and I
got held back for failing
the test I know I should cry
but I can’t see it no other
way people think because
I’m quiet I don’t care
if they only knew how I
feel inside it wouldn’t be
a dry eye people passing
is like daily news you hear
It all the time going up like
crime and inflation on the
rise it’s no secret it’s no
no surprise I won’t let
them see me sweat
not one will see a tear
fall from these eyes
being exposed to many
things less likely to feel
shock or distress some
stuff hard to chew and to
digest I had to digress from
the original plan being
still when I want to
take a stand can’t always
have the upper hand
everytime I go upstairs
I’m in the upper room
I think about christ walking
out the tomb thirty plus
years after coming out the
womb before the ink is dry
we say gone too soon
