Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Dear Friend,

Pain, old friend,
(Or I thought you as such)
I am quite surprised,
For I haven't seen you much.

In this time
You've changed somehow
Always a bitter friend,
I like you much less now.

I do confess
(With a bit of pity)
That I wish
You would not visit me.

Though I resign
And I understand
That it is my heart
That you call homeland.

Just one rule
(That I wish you would follow)
Please keep from my friends
With all of your sorrow.

Now I bid you ado,
(Though I know you will remain)
So that I may sleep
Before the fiery rain.

Always yours,
To my dying day,
Your weary friend,
J

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