Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Do You Remember...

Do you remember me... I was there.
I was there when you needed me, but where were you when I needed you.
I waited....
Not for a call from the heavens, but for a sign saying that everything was alright.
As my eyes pierce into your soul now, guilt scratches your face, leaving scars of betrayal.
And as you stand over my grave now, not shedding a tear, I realize our friendship was nothing.
Do you remember me... I was there.

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