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This is a poem about a special someone in my life that past away

When is it gonna end... When is this longing for him gonna end When is his face gonna disappear When is his name gonna stop, Rehearsing in my head When is this gonna end, When is it time to say goodbye? Time's passing so slowly since he's gone. When will the thought of him being dead, Take over the thought of him being alive? He was the star that brighten my day, The sun that put me to sleep And the every breath I took Not once did I lift my hand Nor raise my voice at him When is life lived to short, When is short too long? When is enough, enough? His road might have been long But never his life! Knowing him was all I needed Knowing him was a pleasure Loving him made life oh So worth living! --------------------------------------------- This was written 38 days too late But more importantly it was written about... my dog, Bruno!