It is sad,
When you find that a friend will soon leave,
I mean leave for good,
Never come back,
...
the wind stings your face
as you glide down the mountain side.
your skis are perfect.
new,
...
A lost mind.
I'm confused.
'Make up your mind! ' I tell myself.
I can't, everyone says something different.
...
this is not an object,
not even describable by its name.
life.
what is its meaning?
...
I offer you my help.
Like a lighthouse I will stand for your benefit.
I will guide you to safety.
If you need a place to go,
...
Would you just realize,
What I just realized,
That we'd be perfect for eachother,
and we'd never have to wonder,
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Well as you can tell,
This is just another one of those poem thingies.
But I ask you,
...
Thank you for being good,
Thank you for being bad.
Thank you for being nice,
...
It causes pain and suffering,
Too much strain and rebuffering,
It takes peoples' lives,
And leaves us with tears in our eyes.
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