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Friday, July 2, 2010

Till The End (Poem)

I see her and the lonliness spreads around her,
Frazzled and damaged she strays away,
She drops her books and i slowly watch her pick them up.

She's so nice how could someone treat her that way?
Does she even know the power she holds,
The laugh draws us near like flies to a flame.

Sadly she goes behind i follow,
Sharing the burden she bears,
Sister's till the end i'll be there when she calls.

We'll just sit and stare if that's what it takes,
Take a walk and just sit a while,
She looks over and cries a ton.

We talk and laugh like we've always done,
She's there for me and i pray i'm there for her,
Till the end i'll say and till the end i'll stay.