You said,
You thought our friendship was over,
You said forever was over.
I didn't know it,
But I guess it is.
I thought,
We could get through whatever was happening to you.
I guess I was wrong.
I guess,
Forever is over.
Our friendship was immortal,
But,
It was killed,
With a stake to our hearts.
A lament,
We both share,
A song we both sing.
Friends are supposed to be forever.
I guess forever is over.
I guess,
Our immortality is gone,
And dead,
Laying in a fire,
Torn to shreds.
Forever is over,
But I don't want it to be.
A contest entry
- Clean your Closet. by surface--tension.
500 points, ended June 10, 2008, 18 entries
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Comments
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That's good. I know the feeling.
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