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A friend at my side.

Poetry By: Runefaust

In any life, there is always a friend that you share all the joy and suffering with. Always by their side are you, just as they are always by yours.

(I am re-dedicating this piece, for reasons I won't really get into (mistakes, etc, etc), I made the decision too quickly before. I shall instead dedicate this piece to the spirit of companionship that can exist between two individuals.) Gentlemen and gentle-ladies! To companionship!

Submitted:Sep 13, 2007    Reads: 80    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

Forever bound are we, my gentle friend; two souls to wander upon grass or snow, perhaps even blood stained soil as we fight as one.

I have seen you grow from a pup, just as you did me and ever since have we been near. We shared our warmth during the time when white blankets the world and the sun rests his shining head.

It is you who brought me food when I had been too long without and you who had found me when in shadow I was lost.

It is I who nursed you when pain had stricken you fast and I who helped you bear the weight while we wandered the land.

To where the road takes us next, I cannot know, but always know this my friend; if you should die, I will follow close behind.


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