Response to the Class Ring You stood by the door, staring at me Pain and hurt was all I could see. You took your class ring from my hand, I wanted to touch you, forever hold your hand. Everybody was staring at your tear- stained cheek They felt so hurt, never bothering to speak. I watched you closely as you bent down near to whisper, I love you near my ear. You wanted to cry and so did I I wanted to brush off those tears from your eyes. But I could never do something to ease the pain. Can't you tell from crying, you don't have anything to gain? So I passed by like a wind that blows, As they lowered my casket down into the snow.
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