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I just lost the best friend a guy
Seems strange and I don't know
Just as soon as it began
it was gone,
and on some strange plain
I feel all alone.
I don't need fans.
I walk alone,
through the vain streets of man.
A strong rapport I was looking to create,
spending friendly hours laughing late.
It couldn't be helped I suppose,
alone again in repose.
The best friend a foolish guy
could hope to have had
Now alone, blue, and sad.