2008-05-01 - R.I.P.
do you remember...
can you forget?
can the precious be removed from the regret?
we were never really close but then what is it?
there was always found a closeness there, implicit.
just the touch of hands could reassure
that what we had was simple, good and pure.
how did we let minds that were corrupt
take away the friendship that was us?
no wonder all the signals got confused
and you began to feel lost and used.
no wonder I pursued you and began
to feel like a shadow of a man.
I didn't know complexities you faced
and with one stroke of sympathy erased
all that we had ventured in between
if only you could see just what I mean
only you could clear my name and show
that what we had was pure so all would know
but you just kept your silence as I bled
and now we have a travesty instead
instead of something beautiful and clean
things should not be seen as they were seen
only you could free me from this scene
if only you'd have spoken and come clean
so now I walk away and shake my head
for friendship once alive is pronounced dead
life after death it surely comes
but evil such as this just blinds and dumbs
it keeps the lies alive within the ones
so immature and jealous of our fun
and so it ends exactly as they willed
a child of a friendship that you killed
crying in the wilderness at night
until you speak and set the record right.
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