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i can't stop thinking about you
your memory, your face your easy-goingness
when i think of the last time i saw you
it all turns gray
i'm walking alongside someone who remains nameless
i'm walking you're riding your bike
the wind's against your perfect face
you had a face of porcelain
you looked european i told you once
you told me you wish you were european so you could have said yes
i miss you so much
it's not fair that you're gone
i'm so sad everytime i think of how much you had to offer the world,
you were so full of life. you are an inspiration.
you wrote in my yearbook to have a rad existence,
i hope i do justice, i hope i do just that
but how can i when you're not here?
it's not fair. i'm so full of regret.