Erated Poemier-Almost Gone

all through the years, i had made it up, where the uttermost feeling, waxed strong on the hero,s, i well had, the friendship i most built, but as time waned further, it swam with the wedges of erosion. then i knew the brave times, and the knelt dept prayer, quaked on the adversity, of reality, oh had i known. i would have preserved it all, when the moments were good, and seducing, i could have preserved them, for eternity thereof, now it almost gone. i had to start from zero, as if i never lingered, on the hero status, farewell to them, expecting the now.