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[aid] => mick
[title] => Not really goodbye
[time] => 2006-03-13 22:37:00
[hometext] => My best friend Craig died so I vented my pain by writing this. Over the years we grew apart, but we were still friends, this poem talks about how he used to be, how I remember him, how we grew up together, and how close we were once
[bodytext] => I remember how soft your touch was; you always thought I was made of glass When we were little we said we'd do great things together; we wanted to rule the world You were so smart once; can you tell an old friend what happened? As we got older we grew apart; I am so sorry I have an old picture of us my friend; it was the old us back before we changed Do you remember when we were always in the trees; we thought we were monkeys back then My heart is like stained glass; it is whole but it has been broken into many pieces before You helped me find John; he put my heart back together Its not really goodbye; that word is so final If only I could remember more; i've misplaced several memories Tell me, my old friend, do you miss the old days? I could remind you of many times; days that we got into tons of trouble and fun together I could spend hours telling stories of our youth; we were always on the run Can I really tell you goodbye; I never thought it would end like this I am forever lost without you; I feel like i've been stripped of my right arm You're not really gone my dear friend; I will always have you in my heart [comments] => 2 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 32 [informant] => silver_runaway [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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