I lie in your wake,
here as non-feeling as you please.
You were my friend and more,
until that day.
Once your friendship was deprived of me,
I looked after you,and I knew.
Nothing but a sheen in her deep,
loving eyes I must be now.
Not worth a simple word anymore,
what was I to you?A pretty face?
No,not enough it seems.
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