The earth is settled, quiet
as if lost now that you are gone.
The sky is full, as it holds you
tight in it's glittering arms.
Your friends gather to connect
their memories, like constellations,
Showing how you touched all of those you met.
Leaving a beautiful trail of light,
as if your star burned out too fast.
This world is a cruel world.
A lonely world.
A world that once held your laughter,
your spark, your beautiful snicker.
But now it is quiet.
All we have left is memories, and chaos.
I will miss you.
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