for you, sir...from the bottom of my heart...happy 22nd birthday...
i get dressed with two feet on the ground,
you impress the fallen souls in the clouds.
twenty months gone i still miss you now,
i cant touch you but i still feel you, how?
the Business lives on through the economy drought.
i'll never grasp on to the fact that you've passed on,
but i know you're in heaven with a fitted cap on.
as you sit next to jesus and i work on my thesis
i can't bring you back no matter how long my reach is.
it rained today but that doesn't wash the pain away
and the sun shines on 'cause its your birthday.
i hope you realize you brighten the worst days,
let's grab a drink 'cause i know you're thirstayyy.
...love you k.b.
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