perspective of an amateur

This is an attempt to make the loss of a friend more than just another memory down the memory lane... A prayer to remind us that we are responsible for all the people who quit on their lives.

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I walk through the misty and dark country road
To destinations so vaguely known
I walk alone for the want of peace on this country road
To calm the storm in my mind blowing me down

Friends family; folks so many
Left to frown to the thought
Left to cry their pent up love
I have lost a friend, yet another falling one

A boy so happy so cheerful so funny
My friend I wished I could be.
All the tales we shared for the want of pun
About lost love and fantasies fetishes and more

Such was he, the most normal of beings
He left us all as he quit his being
For reasons so naive so foolish and feeble
He left us all, neglecting our pain

This verse is a prayer
A prayer to the strong ones
To spot the falling ones
To lend a hand, an ear in despair

Egoes, opportunists, whatever the reasons
People withold more than they can
As children under the sun
We are liable to spot the falling ones

I walk alone, guilty as a con
He slipped through my hands
I failed, I could have done more
Please help me god to spot the falling ones
to spot the falling ones.....

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