RIP. Respect is Paid. V2

Complete poem wrote to mark the 15th anniversary of the passing of a man I respected greatly.
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Well here we again find the door
Another year has come to pass
Since when
Since our very last
I've written so much, said so little. Felt less than a little more
Ached for that touch. Broken and brittle. Just crumbs of a forgotten war
As one year begins to fade and the light from next dawns
Bury deeper promises once made .
Gather at grave site remembrance mourns
Once would never think to cross over alone
But choices made that weren't my own
This heart Now a broken stone
Traveling an emptiness over grown
Across faded memories it'll roam
15 years Since those first cracks
Time long lost, that's never coming back
When a loss changed us all
Our paradise begun to fall
A hero breathed his last
The man's man went into the beyond
Humble working class
Loving arms carried him along
Raise to the times had. Tip for times lost. Both good and bad . Coming at a cost
RIP
Respect is paid
To the memory
Peacefully made.