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Jun 2012
Standing still,
Somewhere in time,
When the urge comes over me,
To roll over and die.

Viewing the happenings,
Of all who are around,
Everyone looking so pleased,
Mind safe and sound.

A hollow coffin waits,
For it's first and last embrace,
Greet my new friend with open arms,
Can't wedge between our space.

I hold my friend close,
And it never lets go.
Now I am loved,
My new home.

A car passes by,
And a thought escapes my head,
I could die right now,
If I jumped out of my bed.

Look at me dad,
I can smile like all the others,
Nothing wrong here,
Even ask mother.

A hollow coffin waits,
For it's first and last embrace,
Greet my new friend with open arms,
Can't wedge between our space.

I hold my friend close,
And it never lets go.
Now I am loved,
My new home.

No, this friendship is complicated too,
While I am happy ten feet underground,
Friends and family cry above,
So I guess this is goodbye for now.

I'll miss you.
They mean too much to me to consider anything.
Wuji
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