I’ve made friends out of strangers
And strangers out of friends
I’ve seen enough to know
Everything ends
I’ve seen the end of forever
Over and over
And the loss of a lover
Is something I never get over
I loved my friends
They were everything to me
But everything ends
I just couldn’t see
It then
It seems my friend
I always fall from grace
To me these things
Never seem so grave
At least not until
My grave is filled
Will I see how I kill everything
Will I see?
Tough to tell
It seems I love my living hell
I’ve seen enough, I know it well
Everything ends
From grace I fell into my grave
Promise me that you’ll save
The memories and the love I gave
Because that my friend, will never end
About the Creator
Ivy Rozen
Writer and poet with published articles, email campaigning experience, teaching experience, and a completed poetry residency with Free Verse, where I finished my first book of poems, Runcation, on sale now at www.IvanaWrites.com
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