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Rated: E · Poetry · Community · #2313977
This is another poem, dedicated to my friend, John
Here, there, where paths diverge,
Choices abound, on the edge of the verge.
I hear the sound, trampling whispers
Echoing doubt, Like distant Blizzards.
I wander through memories, decisions made
Through life and death, no moments thrown away
Ponder and think the times we could’ve slain
I miss you! Our path is abstain.
In the silence of our parting ways,
I feel your absence, like endless days.
The echoes of laughter, now a distant song,
In the vast expanse, where we once belonged,
I search for you, amidst it all.
In every corner, in every breeze,
Hoping to find you, among the trees.
But here I stand, alone in the night,
With memories of you, our guiding light.
Though our paths may diverge, and choices weigh,
In my heart, you’ll forever stay.
Here, there, where memories reside,
In the heart’s chambers, where emotions collide.
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