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Dedicated to a depressed friend of mine...sorry for the awkwardness of the rhythm...'twas meant to be five beats per line...
Doth the light of daytime catch thy eyes
Or does thee think of thee too simply wise
To cherish what hath been, for years and years,
Here before thy eyes could even see?
Thy eyes have only seen what thou despise.
Hold not the memories that haunt thy past
Eternally within thy mind to last
Lifelong but rather let the others rise.
In thy thoughts thee cries too quietly;
Great shouts for help shall grant thee no more tears.
How truly splendid it shalt finally feel
To cherish what hath been for years and years?
