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This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.

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[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]


“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson

Sunday, December 14, 2003

So Close, Yet So Far

What, when you make something of yourself
Will you remember me then
Remember the times I saved your life
The times you saved mine
Without even knowing it
You’ve done so much for me
What can I do for you?
Sure, I’ve helped you when I could
But that’s what friends are for
How can I ever repay you
I want to give you what I can
But not all of me
You ruined that long ago
You really shouldn’t startle people
I love you with all I am
But not to the fullest
Your one of the best friends to me
Yet, I can’t let you get close
Must keep you at a distance
Maybe someday it could be possible
Not today though, I’m hurt and don’t trust
Someday you’ll be gone
It will be okay, I’ll free you
I will miss you greatly
I understand all I can.
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