sobota, 15 września 2012

sleeping friend


You resting? Rest then.
You sleep? So sleep.
You don’t want talk? Don’t
Lie down and rest.
I’ll do the talk.
We will talk like newer before.
About what I wanted to say.
But I didn’t how far.

You don’t laugh, as I thought.
Don’t ignore me, what I afraid.
You don’t want me to chill, and stop talk.
I wand to say a few words, in the evening I made.
But still afraid, I will fall of myself.
So Here I am, and I knock.
Whit my friend i want to talk,
So I being You to walk up.

They said, that You will die.
And I can’t believe it as far.
I love You my dear friend.
I’m sorry I been waiting until end.
You are the part of my life.
And for every thing I thank You now.

I do not recognize Your face,
You change in this white place.
Only Your hands are the same,
Your hands still got the same name.
So I shake Your hand like never before.
And I wish to say something more.
Farewell hands of my friend,
Farewell You my dear friend,
Our journey is coming to end.

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