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Still I Pray

My heart do speak in silent words

                                  For it had felt the poignant swords

                                  On me you had once thrust in air

                                  That gives me angst I couldn't bear.

                                  We're once a best friends in the past 
    
                                  I wonder why you changed so fast

                                  I thought we'll run until the last
                                
                                      But 'tis to sad it turns to rust.

                                  The days we'd spent with happiness

                                      Are now but distant memories

                                  And all the laughter's we had shared

                                        'Tis only I who truly cared.

                                      Without thy side I end my day

                                        But still I pray we'll be okay.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Turner Avatar
February 18, 2017 at 12:37 PM
If you have been left with happy memories, that in itself is a blessing. Nice write, Stephany:)
Wrights Avatar
February 18, 2017 at 11:11 PM
yes, I was left with happy memories but what pained me is that I always see my friend in others company. :( ...anyway, thank you for stopping by :)
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