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Where are you my old friend?

Where have you gone my old friend?
You were always cool to the touch
Always there when I needed you

Where have you gone my old friend?
I am overly stressed
I could use your metal shoulder to lean on

Where have you gone my old friend?
You always knew how to make it better
...how much blood was needed
Written by Crow-Eye
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