Better place

I wrote this when my best friend killed herself..

I sit around and wonder
and watch the days go by.
I look at all the pictures
and ask why did you have to die?

You'be always been there for me
because you were my best friend
and I was there for you
until the very end.

But now it's time to let you go
at your resting place
I will always remember
your smiling, beautiful face

This is hardly a good-bye
so I won't weep anymore
because your in a better place
than you were before

The End

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