Tribute To Nicole |
| by Phoebe Moon |
Bullet to the brain,
We froze when we heard those words of pain.
What was to be said?
Our friend, Nicole was dead.
Suicide is what was done.
Why, she seemed the cheerful one.
If only I heard her desperate cry,
The maybe my friend wouldn't have to die!
They say the words to her were mean,
Yet somehow they went unseen.
This wasn't suppose to be this way!
I still have nightmares about that day.
In the casket, you lie.
And all in all we really try,
To hold back our grieving tears,
I grab your frozen hand to calm my fears.
The number six on felt all around,
we place them in your casket with no sound.
The memories of you begin to stack.
Please Nicole, Will you come back?
I wish we could have been better friends,
But now your gone and we must mend.
I want to let you know that you were awesome from the start.
And my friend, you had a good heart!
*I miss you*
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