It is strange to think,

the last time I was here,

we walked together.

Rock on my friend, rock on.

I wear your jacket with pride,

stitched with love and memories.

Wear life, live, and love,

You leave a friend

shaped hole in my heart.

Farewell my friend;

go well,

fly far.

Purple Haze by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

December 2016

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