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Aug 2013
A supernova signified our end
We flew apart with blazing tempers bold
But now my fire's long gone out, my friend,
And even bitter embers have grown cold

A silent city's summer helped me know
The lonely road of life where friends are spurned
The road where wounded lovers tend to go
To gaze at shores beyond their bridges burned

The echoes of our violent final words
Have drowned the love-filled chorus of our years
How can I break the silence you've preferred
And reach across the void to dry your tears?

How can the strength of friends so long professed
So quickly fallβ€” and oh, so soundly rest?
The Knave of Spades
Written by
The Knave of Spades  Issaquah, WA
(Issaquah, WA)   
   RottenPeach and Sammi
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