SplitWe were friends but you went away, leaving us in the dust to stay. The three musketeers are minus one, Without you this will be no fun. You are leaving never coming back, Do not leave us with so much packed. We will be split until the very end, as all our lives begin to bend. This will remind me of all the fun, even with you on the run, The three musketeers will ride forever, and be there when you return for goodSplit
Finding HopeFading will, loss of hope I watch the clouds to help me cope. It turns to evening like a flash, I watch the sun turn into ash. A beauty so great, i cannot say,Finding Hope
how I miss it every day. In seeing this I can now say, that my hope is here to stay.
Friend in the EndOut in the sky, just flying by, a bird as blue as the sky. He comes down and sits beside me, seeing I am down without glee. I start to talk and he seems to listen, I see his eyes start to glisten. When he goes away in the end, I believe I can now call him friend.Friend in the End
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