When you are gone what will I do? I will never get to see or talk to you. It will be sad and I don't think anyone will be glad Kyle, Ross, and even Boss will be upset and crying Inside we will all feel like we're dying What I would give to say you were mine When dressed up you look so damn fine! Kyle won't be the same, There won't be a B to go with his name I guess what I'm trying to say is that things will change And it will all be quite strange.Birth sign: Leo
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