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Thursday, December 23, 2004


okee dokee, here is some more poetry by me. The following poem I wrote for a friend who was having a hard time getting over his ex girlfriend. Here.

There's a time in our lives
When we lose the one we love.
They told us that it was over,
Then they took off like a dove.
We cry, we cry, we beg to the sky,
Asking for them to return.
But in the end, our heart's the cost-
The sadness inside- it burns.

The second stage of the event
Is where our friends come in.
They hold us, and comfort us,
Just like we were thier kin.
We begin to understand them,
That they will always be there.
They are essential to our life-
To us, tehy are like our air.

After a while, we begin to live again,
We do the things we love to do.
Our grief our love caused us died down,
Our sad moments begin to be few.
We go on with our wonderful lives,
We begin to give love a second try.
We understand we can be a person
Without them- we don't ask why.

So please, get on with your life,
Continue doing things you love.
Be yourself, don't change your life
For those who fly like doves.
Remember who was there for you,
Remember that they care.
For when you're in another jam,
We'll always be right there.

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