Once there was a gem
It broke into history's hem
Left me in grief's bizarre
And her to be Caesar
Unfairly does she think
That I am Brutus in a blink
It's not something I won
Nor a sin it would seem
So I have nothing for to redeem
But when I let her go
I did excruciatingly care
Perhaps we had to fare
For if this is fate
It might be too late!
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A Gem That I Miss
PoetryFriendships are the truest of gems but even they can break due to distance, time or maybe misunderstandings. This poem expresses those bitter feelings one gets when one goes through a hiatus with one's friend.
