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  • 12-03-2011 8:28pm
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    Cas.
    Closed Accounts Posts: 10 ✭


    It's kind of an informal poem, and was made in a hurry, so yea.
    You were with me since I was a child
    You loved me well, you were very kind
    You held my hand, brought me to places
    Where I'd have fun, and see new faces

    As I grew up, things have changed
    It wasn't like before, I was so dazed
    You're always away, with me left behind
    Are you coming back? It's always on my mind

    Now I'm a teen, I've grown different
    I didn't want to see you, I felt irritated
    You'd visit me at home, saying you missed me
    But I didn't care, I was too busy

    And now I'm making this stupid little poem
    Thinking of you, and probably your headstone
    How old are you now? Is it seventy two?
    I hope I reach that age, before I die too.

    You were always trouble, but I took care of you
    Not that I have no choice, but 'cause I love you too
    You got used to messing things up, I hated that fact
    But then I was the only one, who understood your acts

    You were one of the worsts, I felt so unlucky
    Still you're the only one, who'd dare crash a bikey
    Now I don't have to watch after you
    'Cause you're already up there, with Almighty beside you.

    I guess we get the picture.


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    #2
    0verblood
    Closed Accounts Posts: 455 ✭✭0verblood


    Yawn. So boring. Why put up a rushed and incomplete poem?


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