To those who will Always sit at the Table of my Heart
Contributed by
shnyzz
on
Tuesday, 21st June 2005 @ 12:18:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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Looking off into the Sun,
Dusk slowly makes it's way,
Stirring inside my head,
The events of latter days,
Days that were full of fun,
Thanks to those very few,
I like to call them friends of mine,
Special people which I knew,
Memories of fun and laughter,
Some filled with saddened tears,
But I would burn in hell first,
Before I'd give up those years,
Years of sunny summer days,
And freezing winter nights,
Years full of passive greetings,
Followed by brutal playful fights,
I remember waking up,
To beatings from my friends,
Slowly I'd get them back,
Hoping those days would never end,
We have made fond memories,
Some we might wish to forget,
They'll stay with me forever,
Forever they will sit,
Like we have in Stake'n Shake,
Where we've shared so many laughs,
Where I've sat and slowly realized,
They were my better half,
Now we've gotten into arguments,
But I want you to realize,
No matter how much we'd fight,
I'll always love these guys
Luckily I still have them,
These friends which I have picked,
For life would be a drag,
If not for Ryan, John and Nick.
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shnyzz
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