Monday, September 21, 2009



farewell, my once brave man
who held me whenever he can
your sweet and tender lips
the thing that i would surely miss

we may cut it short
with things left unsort
but soon time will come
we may understand this freedom

this poem was made solely for you
to express my gratitude and thank you's
the days and month that we shared
are special memories i truly cared


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