I was so tired dear friend

Can you blame me for that?

I had closed my eyes

Covered my ears

Silenced my own heart

While holding those ropes burning my hands

While blood kept staining the bond connecting us

Consequence of that familiar weapon

The one you mastered above all

A neglect you showed so easily

And a deafness you held as your shield

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I was so weary dear friend

Can you blame me for that?

Exhausted of waiting for nothing,

Of fighting that endless battle,

Mending that sinking ship I was in.

I was so hurt dear friend

Feeling the cold touch of your ignorance,

Caring with the silly hope of an answer,

Always asking for that denied touch.

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I did what I could dear friend

These ropes hurt me too much

Your actions cut me too deep

Forcing me finally to realize

Stop pretending to myself

Futile to give when the offer isn’t wanted

Hard to repair something long time broken

Harsh to hold a link leading nowhere

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How can you blame me for this?

I’m no longer a child my friend

I’ve grown inside

Learned when to fight,

When to grasp something precious

But I won’t fall for this battle

For empty words and denied comfort

Call my name my friend

I will answer, you know

But don’t expect that loyalty

That faith in the ghost of a memory

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Because other hands have held mine

Other spirits healed my wounds

Tender arms protected me from myself

New links and caring bonds

Answering back, echoing my own

I’ve grown my friend

I still care, still love

I’ll still be here to listen your calling

But I’m not the same anymore

My hands stopped bleeding

My heart stopped hurting

I have found my hidden light

Always there, behind my own blindness

Golden connections all around me

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But they are shining in plain daylight

And all I am I give to them

All I can and all I have

Feeling finally that gentle answer

That coveted dream I always cared for

And I’m letting you go…

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Don’t you dare blame me for this!

You get what you give

Reap only what you sow

Hold your scythe now my friend

Display to all what you have received

Voracious hands full of nothing.

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Sounds of waves are reaching my ears now

Soft breezes touching my face

My heart open, finally at peace…

A gentle hand taps my shoulder

Forcing my attention back to the present,

Eyes opening to the immensity of the sea

Or maybe just caring eyes looking at mine

A mischievous smile, a kind caress

Effortless things, little gestures

A sign of everything I’ve ever wished from you

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Voices call me now

Souls searching for mine

Hands appearing in front of me

An unspoken invitation

Waiting…

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My eyes look at my own closed fists,

Where sand slowly slips through joined fingers

I smile as they open at last

Sand vanishing in the winds

Remains only whispers of a memory

I grasp that hand, that glowing bond

Feel those presences, answer that calling

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I’ll wait no longer

Be pained by your weapon

Or hold on to that memory

I have moved on

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My name is being called again

And my smile is true at last

As hands tug my own gently

My steps lead me away

To where the joy is echoing

A single look spared behind

A last tribute to that fading sorrow

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Goodbye old friend

I have learned your lesson well

And for it I thank you

You showed me your mistakes

Hurt me with your actions

But I will never repeat them

I’m following that calling

Goodbye at last

Pretend now my words are false

Ignore them as you did to me

I care no longer

My loved ones are waiting…

And I will never be you.

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