Wednesday, December 11, 2013

~ F

“Missing someone, they say, is self-centered. I self-center you more than ever.” 
Saša Stanišić

Down in the realm of destiny
One survives and another dies
Minorities divided by those they chose
Friends to call and hold close
Those lucky enough though did
Choose friends like you
Managed to hold them by
Never did they let go down that path
Those stupids mistakes I once made
Those crazy things I said
For those now I suffer
The emptiness of the friend I chose
The regret that kills me now
Of hurting the friend in you
The pain I deserve
For the pain I bequeath you
It all seems justified
Realizing how much you mean to me...

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