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A True Friend

Updated on October 23, 2016

I remember when the flames in your eyes ceased to exist...

The hollow expressions that often accompanied your sullen smile...

As A Friend, I silently wept, for I knew just like you, that no one could exist for long with a heart that had a hole in it...

A heart that bled because it was not being fed the proper nourishments of love...

Oh Yeah, I have watched you play the zombie in the tomb of your own private room, that you only allowed grief to enter...

You had become so decadent that the flowers no longer sprouted when you entered the garden, they wept with you...

No one is worth that much pain...As A Friend, I only want to see you Live Again...

As A Friend, I am trying to reach the depths of your anguish and help you face it and erase it...

As A Friend, I am tired of following you around and picking up the pieces of your shattered life...

I Remember Your Glow... More than a Five Star Show ...

I Remember when life was worth living in your steps, in your talks and walks...

Shutting down was never you, giving up, was never in you...

As A Friend, I need you to start living again and forgive me for butting in...

Forgive me for taking so long before speaking up...

My eyes remember you in strength...

I need You to Remember Too...


Malik Canty

Word Bird



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