foreverinmyheart
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Days go fast
Time does too
Where do I stand?
How about you?
Not one the same, but equal
On only one terrain
Time goes fast
Won't stand still
Hurts like hell
Left behind, all alone
Though they may be worlds away,
Thoughts of true friends help pass the day.
Friends old and friends young,
Friends of different custom and tongue.
Friends long known, friends newly made,
As I place my head upon my pillow
I reminisce throughout the night
I remember his hands
Rough and worn
An oil scent shaded with black
The color of work
Filling each line
