The thought of you is a throat full of glass,a deep stinging pain which always seems to last,
the world lost someone special, she was truly one in a million,
a girl with a mind and a heart which was truly brilliant,
a gentle soul with a loving smile, her heart pure gold, kindness her style, her laughter sweet music, her eyes twinkling stars,
Though she's physically gone she's truly not far,
she lives on in memories through actions and words,
through past, present, and future through all that occurred,
through pictures and conversations from morning through night,
she continues to bring smiles, love, laughter, and light,
so though it may hurt that she's physically gone,
may we find comfort in knowing her personality lives on

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This is a poem about losing my best friend