The Sky is Blue
It's summer and it's raining; the sky is blue
r when you close your eyes.
I let friendships die
'cause that's what friendships do.
Yes, I'll hold my (farewell) cup (of tea), I'm bold enough.
I sigh, and that's it.
We'll never meet again, friend, there'll be no love
lost if we stay away, the candle's lit,
I won't be missed as you move on with your
huge success. There's no resess for change,
there's no loitering on stage, but I'm not too sore
for what we've lost, 'cause losing friends is not so strange.
But I'm not comfortable, and I'm not consolable, I'm sad
though it's not too bad. At least I stood by what I still believe.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
11th Entry
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