There was once,
a friendship bound in four,
entwined with trust,
fueled with love,
compiled with ceaseless chatter.
Once broken,
Each bond shattered
beyond the point of rectification,
There could be no going back.
And yet, at one point
or another,
they each pined
for their remnants of youth.
Reunited only once,
A friendship loosely tied,
Stilted -
Ceaseless silences,
Entangled in doubt;
tainted with judgment,
Refracting the similarities of a friendship,
once bound in four.
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 8:26 AM UTC
There was once,
a friendship bound in four,
entwined with trust,
fueled with love,
compiled with ceaseless chatter.
Once broken,
Each bond shattered
beyond the point of rectification,
There could be no going back.
And yet, at one point
or another,
they each pined
for their remnants of youth.
Reunited only once,
A friendship loosely tied,
Stilted -
Ceaseless silences,
Entangled in doubt;
tainted with judgment,
Refracting the similarities of a friendship,
once bound in four.
I was trying to explain something poetically and thats a bad idea but still
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