How to know a friendA Poem by MrBooyayI wait for death, To give me new breathe I long to die, My last goodbye Words are weak, hallow and bleak But actions are bold, more precious than gold. When death come by, when the children cry When all run in fear, dreading what's near Death will flee, when he see's it's me I will not die, simply cease to coincide And begin anew, a life so true And the life I knew, so far, so stretched, but renewed Will whither and dust, becoming my thrust My reason for going, without ever knowing My hope for the past, that it wont wither so fast That those I've known, Despite distances grown Will remember who I am, And will be there to stand When I ask not to be alone, they'll cast off their own And a friend shall be named, Contrary to the game Now death will fear two, and we'll both push through.
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1 Review Added on February 19, 2014 Last Updated on February 19, 2014 AuthorMrBooyayFresno, CAAboutI've written poetry on and off my whole life, and i'm trying to get back into a more constant writing habit. I know it's far from good, but that's why i'm counting on other users to give me some feedb.. more..Writing
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