Sadness came over me,without telling me.
You met with tragedy,but didn't tell me.
Now I wish I were you,
Happily suffering your woe.
It reminds me of the old days,
Just before we went our ways.
The sight you unwell makes me flounder,
"How are you now" is what I wonder.
Dearest friend,I hope you live long
This bond of ours remains as strong
Promised to accompany you through thick and thin,
But now I have a void within;
I could not meet you,
forgive my sin.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
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