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Those times are gone, Your voice now a song. Always feeling your absence, I cry, and my sorrow deepens! Looking around my room I encounter a stream of memories. It's you everywhere- It's your pranks and your stories! There is so much to tell you- But you are not here to listen! I miss you not as a friend But as my brethren! Days become months... Months turn to years! I'm still waiting... Still sobbing my tears. |
I really liked this. Its flow was incredibly smooth and it drew me in from the start. The topic is one dear to my heart because i have recently lost a very close friend of my own. It is the simple pieces that mean the most in our hearts that turn out to be some of the most beautiful in the end. Nice Write! Channie | Posted on 2009-09-30 00:00:00 | by dthforeverpain8 | [ Reply to This ] | |