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This poems (not written によって me) are dedicared to my best フレンズ who I missed very badly.

we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was forever.

when I was in danger
あなた knew how to ease my fear,
あなた were always there to be my savior.

at first we were strangers,
until we became closer,
and now we are together.

but time flows like a river.
it became complicated and faster,
until we realized that we're older.

and that is what is keeping us apart,
I was here,
and あなた were there.

but I know we still care,
but our friendship slowly fades in the air,
how can it be so unfair?.

can "our past" be also called "our future?"
because I don't want to surrender
the memories we've shared together.

Source: Used To Be Close Friends, Apart, Missing あなた Poem about フレンズ link
www.FamilyFriendPoems.com
The tiger phoned the zebra
and invited him to dine.
He 発言しました "If あなた could 登録する me
that would simply be divine."
The シマウマ, ゼブラ 発言しました "I thank you,
but respectfully decline.
I heard あなた ate the antelope;
he was a friend of mine."

On hearing this the tiger cried
"I must admit it's true!
I also ate the buffalo,
the ラマ and the gnu.
And yes I ate the warthog,
the ガゼル and kangaroo,
but I could never eat a creature
beautiful as you.

"You see I have a secret
I'm embarrassed to confide:
I look on あなた with envy
and a modicum of pride.
Of all the creatures ever known,"
the tiger gently sighed,
"It seems we are the only two...
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In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
苦い and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this 音楽 of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written によって the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.
posted by babyjay
true フレンズ are hard to come by...
yet when あなた catch them あなた feel like あなた can fly...
あなた trust them,
愛 them,
and talk of future...
あなた know that they will never lie...
and 次 to them あなた stand side によって side...
あなた 愛 them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when あなた know your important...
that あなた know あなた have some one to comfort you...
あなた hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true フレンズ are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
THE DANCE OF DEATH

by: Charles Baudelaire

ARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves,
Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves
With all the careless and high-stepping grace,
And the extravagant courtesan's thin face.

Was slimmer waist e'er in a ball-room wooed?
Her floating robe, in royal amplitude,
Falls in deep folds around a dry foot, shod
With a bright flower-like shoe that gems the sod.

The swarms that hum about her collar-bones
As the lascivious streams caress the stones,
Conceal from every scornful jest that flies,
Her gloomy beauty; and her fathomless eyes

Are made of...
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