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Array ( [sid] => 169844 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Death of Friends [time] => 2012-01-01 19:38:11 [hometext] => Graduating High School is a difficult time for everyone. As anxious as I was to leave I couldn't help but reminisce about friends and good times. I feel a lot of people can relate to this [bodytext] => So long my friends
Our fire is growing cold
Embers covered in soot
We wait in silence, watching
Waiting for that last spark to darken

As we ponder days spent
Drowning in memories of a time long gone
We die

But in this death, the blaze ignites!
We cast aside these hard shells of ash,
And like a phoenix we rise!

For this new life is a second chance
One without ties or bonds
Nothing holding us together but a distant memory

In this I say, so long my friends
If fate be kind, let our roads cross
At least one more time [comments] => 7 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 52 [informant] => malinsinbigler [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
The Death of Friends

Contributed by malinsinbigler on Sunday, 1st January 2012 @ 07:38:11 PM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry



So long my friends
Our fire is growing cold
Embers covered in soot
We wait in silence, watching
Waiting for that last spark to darken

As we ponder days spent
Drowning in memories of a time long gone
We die

But in this death, the blaze ignites!
We cast aside these hard shells of ash,
And like a phoenix we rise!

For this new life is a second chance
One without ties or bonds
Nothing holding us together but a distant memory

In this I say, so long my friends
If fate be kind, let our roads cross
At least one more time




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Re: The Death of Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 1st January 2012 @ 07:48:03 PM AEST
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You tell the story well.
Good work.
smiles,
emy


Re: The Death of Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by Robert_Edgar_Burns on Sunday, 1st January 2012 @ 08:06:25 PM AEST
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You know. a true friend sticks closer than a brother, for life! What you are referring to here
are acquaintances, And it's not really a death
of those. Having your yearbooks in hand, you
will reacquaint yourself with them in 10, 20, 30,
or even 40 year increments, like I just did!
Keep on writing. Very enjoyable!
Blessings,
Robert Edgar Burns


Re: The Death of Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by PreciousKitten on Sunday, 1st January 2012 @ 08:23:06 PM AEST
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i can totally relate to this. it makes it so true yet it helps to know that we couldn't forget those friends whose always been there with us in high school. i love this poem.


Re: The Death of Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by girish on Sunday, 1st January 2012 @ 09:13:29 PM AEST
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My school age friends are still with me they mail me call me or even meet me in person. this world is very small It is with in this computer. My friend even you are my friend always with me in your-poetry.com


Re: The Death of Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by richard2 on Monday, 2nd January 2012 @ 01:31:30 AM AEST
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Excellently told. It's been fifty years since my days in high school and I still remember many of my classmates. The same feeling come about college.
Oh to be young yet wiser, far wiser than we were then.


Re: The Death of Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by nluchett on Monday, 2nd January 2012 @ 04:42:08 PM AEST
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I am 3 years removed from high school. I lost touch with many of my friends from high school until this past summer where I rekindled many many relationships. Although I feel closer to my college friends at this point, I also will never forget my high school friends and how great a group we had. thanks for the read!


Re: The Death of Friends (User Rating: 1 )
by velvet_rose94 on Thursday, 25th October 2012 @ 01:18:50 PM AEST
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Oh look this isn't about your second head, probably because you hadn't met her yet. I like this poem because I still miss my high school friends although I'm happy to be rid of many of my other classmates.




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