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My friend, my comrade
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<blockquote data-quote="neroshan" data-source="post: 114699" data-attributes="member: 8568"><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">My friend, my comrade</span></strong></p><p> <strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p> <strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p> <strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p> <strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Throughout these many years,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">With age and deep, dark scars,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You've been my friend, my comrade.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">When I fell to the rocky bottom,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">And it seemed like I would never resurface,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You hoisted me up, and let me cry.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Sometimes I still sit on the porch,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Listening to the birds sing in the heated summer,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">They remind me of you, the muse.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">When I wanted to leave and give up,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You told me I had to keep fighting,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Even when I knew I was in a losing battle.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Then the winter came and went,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Leaving you crippled and sick,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">It was my turn, the outcast.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I helped you for three years,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">As you lay on your deathbed,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Tears pricked the eyes of strength.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I grabbed hold of your hand as you fell,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You looked up, and for a brief moment,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You were restored in health.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You looked pale and fragile as glass,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">The light had left your once bright eyes,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You told me to let you go, but I couldn't.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">I cried myself to sleep for many nights,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Watching as you faded into darkness,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You died on a Wednesday evening.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">Throughout these many years,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">With age and deep, dark scars,</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue">You were my friend, my comrade.</span></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="neroshan, post: 114699, member: 8568"] [B][COLOR="Blue"] My friend, my comrade Throughout these many years, With age and deep, dark scars, You've been my friend, my comrade. When I fell to the rocky bottom, And it seemed like I would never resurface, You hoisted me up, and let me cry. Sometimes I still sit on the porch, Listening to the birds sing in the heated summer, They remind me of you, the muse. When I wanted to leave and give up, You told me I had to keep fighting, Even when I knew I was in a losing battle. Then the winter came and went, Leaving you crippled and sick, It was my turn, the outcast. I helped you for three years, As you lay on your deathbed, Tears pricked the eyes of strength. I grabbed hold of your hand as you fell, You looked up, and for a brief moment, You were restored in health. You looked pale and fragile as glass, The light had left your once bright eyes, You told me to let you go, but I couldn't. I cried myself to sleep for many nights, Watching as you faded into darkness, You died on a Wednesday evening. Throughout these many years, With age and deep, dark scars, You were my friend, my comrade.[/COLOR][/B] [/QUOTE]
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