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Does anything still Is there any trace left?
I know she remembers, she sleeps with your picture by her bed.
They shaved your face and they washed hair clean,
You wearing the jacket that I met you in.

How could I not have guessed she would fall in with the first boy she kissed in a casket?
God damn it. God damn, I miss my friend.

We buried body in the hard Oklahoma ground.
Paul Allison, the orphan boy Pope.
She waits for you to her,
She sleeps with ghost at night in bed.
When you died, you were twenty-six,
The real person that I've ever met.

cold dead hands, your cold dead lips,
Your cold dead heart, your dead kiss.