Glad are we to be in endless laughter
Aware that nothing besides would come
In between, breaking things that once were
Hearts in splendor, mountains of caring; heedless.
Embrace the past, now that the present lies
Shattered, falling into the arms of pain
In anguished tongues I whisper, softly
To make a change, but to cure nothing
Watching the past in monochromatic shades
The fountains of joy we hold on to in such faith
Streaming down faces onto the frivolous ground
Dubious are the flight of forgiveness on its wings of lead
Torn from this existence, you do not see
Fallen, broken and lifeless are visions once sought
To return shall be a lie, forever a question always foreseen
I no longer see you, she, who you once were
In memory of a ‘friend’.
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