Thought we would be a life long link, chained to another the type of friendship others would crave
to have, or when others think of us, we would be a single-being, linked. Now I ponder as a single being if you are feeling similar
phantom pains, every once in a while do you think about me too, or do you forget me like you forgot I loved him too.
If left chained I fear... no, I know I'd be less of myself if I would have stayed stuck in glue with you;
I'd be the person you shaped me to be because you hated me as much as you hated yourself too. They asked why you had destroyed the
person I was with venom? I would say you feared me leaving you and you took a piece of me so others would never know the little girl that picked flowers and played with wolves,
as she would be simply yours. Because we shared the fear of being unlovable since my daddy left my mom and your daddy hits yours till you hear her scream through
the door. I hope the little girl keeps you warm and thaws out the person I knew before. Still I wonder if secrets kept, and memories shared are bitter sweet like you are to me my dear Lisa.
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This poem is about losing a friend for the better. It is one of my favorite poems I have written. Ironically, also my first. Feel free to star and comment. Have a wonderful day lovelies.
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