FICTIONAL FRIEND

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roses are red 

violets are blue 

sugar is sweet and are you 

but the roses are witted 

violets are dead 

sugar bowl's empty

your wrists are stained red

the sun isn't shining 

the sky isn't clear

there's no silver lining cause you are no longer here

rain keeps on pouring

there's no end to the sight you're lying the frozen

so far from the light

your beauty unreal

your smile the sun 

but time can't be turned nor

your action undone the words that you wrote 

that only I read 

" I love you please don't cry when I am dead "

a bond that we formed

a love that ran deep 

a pain that we shared 

a friend I could keep

I wanted to wipe your tears from your eyes

the moment you said your last goodbye

I want to let go, but I know that I wont

tears on my face, memories buried inside my head

the roses are witted 

the violets are dead


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