Bleeding hearts will never stop
what bleeding lips did start...
As but a whisper breaths the wind...
echoes... then departs...
So soon before the celebration
and bounty of the feast,
the wind it cries,
the whisper shouts
the rankness of the beast.
So chided,
so left,
so cast and played.
My arms reach out
- in feeble hug -
while soul is left delayed
to embrace the wind...
embrace the end...
and let the freedom set me free...
Tell me what you think
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well, as you know, i EPIC FAIL at these spacing poems, but over all, i like the effect of it. i still can't believe you, ANDY BERNAU, are dating someone else, let alone someone a number or two above what i remember you to be. also, you have changed an awful lot, so perhaps your numerical standing in life has been on the rise, while i was not around to notice. good for you. let this new girl inspire you to live life to the fullest. that is all. -
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Lol, thank you, my dear friend. I guess you could say I've been gradually becoming more than just the hyper-active dork you so fondly grew up with. I've matured. I've developed a sense of looking at this world and actually using the intelligence I've been blessed with to better my life and the lives of those who choose to stick around me.
Rock bottom is a college education, and I spent quite a bit of time there.
Regardless of how I now view this world, I do miss you, kid. I've told Kells quite a bit about you, and honestly... I could see you two really getting along with each other. Perhaps you weren't around to witness my assent through the definate ranks of adulthood, but honestly, I'd really like to keep in touch so we can watch each other's backs like we used to. For if there's truly one thing I never want to let go of from my past, no matter where life takes me, I never want to lose the love of true friends such as you.
Love ya, kid.
Andy
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