My Dear Friend, you've left me to face this cold world all alone.
My Dear Friend, have you left because the battle was lost?
Or have you left because you felt you did not belong?
My Dear Friend, I assure that you belonged,
That the battle wasn't lost.
My Dear Friend, I fear must ask,
Why couldn't you bring me along?
For I assure that anywhere you are is better than being here and facing the cold alone.
My Dear Old Friend, years have passed since you've left.
Now My Dear Old Friend, I fear that I must tell you, you are nothing but memory and bone.
My Dear Old Friend, I am now old,
Barely anything but memory and bone.
My Dear Old Friend,
I am coming meet you now,
Just as I said I would all those years ago.
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Drowning
PoesíaBefore we start there are numerous trigger warnings for homophobia, depression, death suicidal thoughts, and mild implied eating disorder (its not very obvious at all but better safe than sorry.) But, even though in the beginning its filled with sor...
