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he called me....

Poetry By: FinalAspirations

He cared about me.

Submitted:Oct 29, 2011    Reads: 12    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

others called me crazy.

He called me unique.

Others called me lazy.

He called me laidback.

Others kicked me around.

He picked me up.

Others called me a nerd

He called me a genius.

I found inspiration in him

I saw my dreams in his eyes.

I miss him, dearly.

He is so far gone.

catch me. I'm falling.

If he were here he'd pick me up.

Dry my tears. I'm crying.

If he were here, he'd smile.

The world fades into black, now

as if the light in his eyes has faded.


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