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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1786012
I wrote this for one of my closet friends.
Seven years its been since we were introduced, The Crazy one and Anton

We’ve been through a lot together, not all bad, we’ve had our “Kodak” moments along the way as well. For all the shit that’s come our way, we always manage to harvest what we need.

You’re the closest person to me in this barren hell that isn’t family, yet you filled that need for a big brother figure, for me.

I’m so glad I took the time to get to know you, the REAL you. To me you’re a raw gem          stone, I see who you are under all the layers.

You’ve stuck with me longer after times others have walked out of my life.

Whenever I was ready to let my inner flame go out, you were there aiding it, if only an ember, you wouldn’t let my inner flame cease to be.

Thank you for always being there for me through it all, the good the bad the in between no matter what or how many times I repeat myself.

I am indebted to you for saving my life, in many ways, for that you are,
         My Platonic Plague.
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