Floyd
The breath of a close friend.
Awakens my soul in the hour of rest.
Your good memories will live on.
But I will stay with you and pray.
The tiring years are gone.
Every day. Dawn is a tremor.
It rains all the time since you left.
I sit here, away from the sun.
With the thick rain covering my whole body.
And slowly flooding my soul.
And in my heart, a thick chill.
But I don't see calmness inside the dark cloud.
Just the shadow of long despair.
Alone at night, with that familiar voice.
And then... a sudden pause.
A long pause, which slowly turns into hope.
And hope ... turning into eerie silence.
I wish to be your comforter.
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