If,
what happens when the one closest beside turns to vapour
with a bad case of the blues
with one's soul no longer here
with one's termination of life-long contract & move further onwards
where only those who are close, held deeply within
it's the feeling of separation,the state of confusion
where photos with no colors and the smiles no longer there
General impression doesn't seems healthy
and the wounds will always...there
Reality sometimes cuts through our flesh like a knife
slowly, slowly yet deep
there's no preventive measures, it's the reality in life
Let the true friends be with you
and walk the future behind your back,
only time shall heal the wounds
with us
for you.
Yours truly,
Wally
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