No more hellos, no more goodbyes, no more winks, all laughs have died.
No more talking, no more breathing, no more dreaming, hope is leaving.
No more life, just endless death, gone so soon, yet a time to dread.
It still feels like a dream, a trance that we're in, coming to the realization that he is at his end.
No more tears that he will shed, not more words that were or will be said.
No more life, all is gone, just one morning, right at dawn.
No matter how many times we cry, I can never get over that he died.
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