
Its amazing how, sometimes, mere presence, of a friend, confers strength to the heart and soul.
-The heart always seems to play mind games.. almost always...
The heart goes on,
Life goes on,
Things come and go,
People come and go...
Sometimes the day is good,
Sometimes utterly bad..
But it’s really about the people,
Those few people
The heart doesnt let go..
....this obstinate heart...
These people,
They just seem to be there - sometimes not,
And just there presence,
Encourages a lot..
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" Life is short,
Life is momentous..
Who knows I might kill someone,
Or be killed tomorrow...?
Just don’t leave me wondering,
If you were with me,
Or not.
Wondering, if u really cared..
...if you were real or not.
I live from you,
You are one of the embossed lines,
On my life's card..
A part; a piece of my life..
So SHOW me you are there,
Let me not choke myself,
With thoughts that you aren’t real,
-Show me you are there - my friends... "
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I ask them for this lil favor,
For, when they disappear,
These tears,
Audacious tears,
They flow..
In their absence, they flow.....