You lose my friend,
you knew you would
you watched it fall
from whence it stood
the time you spent
with delicate hands
giving up all
this structure demands
spending your talents
and tightening the slack
from carving precision
to breaking your back
all of your sweat
poured into the dirt
to grow up the flowers
to cover the hurt
and all of your blood
bled into the mortar
to steady the walls
and keep it in order
and all of your tears
which washed it clean
to make it fit
for the one you call queen
but you lose my friend
it fell to the ground
you lose my friend
it all fell down

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