James, Age 12, Peoria, IL
                      He decided to go
And left me behind
I sat down weeping
For he was forever asleep
Iíve never felt it
It scared me out of my wits
For death happens naturally,
with great agony.
And losing a friend
Is like losing a part of your soul
But day after day,
Tears after tears,
The pain dulls to a fine sting
And goes away
But with great sadness at the beginning.
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