Somthing Else
broken and torn,
from great heights,
but still feeling warm,
on the coldest of nights,
being your friend,
has kept me alive,
being with you,
has helped me survive,
but i am still broken,
and now you are gone,
always with the other,
this was but a con,
a mission for envy,
played out just right,
but now im alone,
on the coldest of nights.
@};~ let me know what you think...
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