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ODE TO A FRIEND...
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WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH GOOD AND WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH BAD
IF I COULD CHANGE PLACE WITH MY BEST FRIEND I WOULD, IN A HEARTBEAT….
I ALWAYS THOUGHT OF YOU AS MY BIG BROTHER, ONE I NEVER HAD
I HAVE ALWAYS LOOKED UP TOO YOU, AND WAS HAPPY WHEN THINGS WENT WELL FOR YOU, SAD WHEN THEY DID NOT…
I REFLECT BACK ON THE HAPPIER TIMES THAT WE HAVE SHARED, COUNTLESS HOCKEY AND FOOTBALL GAMES…
CARD GAMES WE PLAYED, THAT SOMEONE MAY HAVE THOUGHT WE WERE PLAYING FOR A MILLION DOLLARS…
THE BIRTH OF YOUR SON, KNOWING THAT YOU WERE TO BE GRADUATING SOON FROM COLLEGE, I WAS VERY PROUD OF YOU AND HAPPY…
THE DAY I TOOK YOU AND YOUR SON OUT FISHING ON MY BOAT, WATCHING YOUR SON AND YOURSELF CATCH FISH, AND TAKE PHOTOS…
WE HAVE BEEN TAUGHT AS YOUNG BOY'S THAT "REAL MEN DON'T CRY…"
THAT ARE FEELINGS SHOULD NOT BE WORN ON OUR SLEEVES, WHAT A BUNCH OF BAD MACHO, YOU KNOW WHAT…
I HAVE FOUND OUT FROM PASSED HISTORY, THAT I TEND TO BURY OR MASK EVERYTHING INSIDE OF ME, THAT WAS THE OLD ME, THE NEW ME CAN NOT DO THAT, IT WILL ONLY CREATE PROBLEMS WITH MYSELF, IF I DO NOT LEARN FROM MY PASSED MISTAKES…
I FEEL HELPLESS, SAD, AND I AM WALKING AROUND IN A DEEP FOG, IT SADDENS ME DEEPLY TO SEE YOU IN SO MUCH PAIN, YOUR SUFFERING HAS AFFECTED ALL ASPECTS OF MY LIFE AND I WISH I HAD A SECRET POTION TO GIVE YOU OR A MAGICAL WORD TO SAY TO MAKE YOU WELL AGAIN…
I HAVE NOT GIVEN UP HOPE OF A MIRACLE, A VERY LONG REMISSION
EVERYDAY I SAY MY PRAYERS, WHEN I COME AND SEE YOU IN THE AM AT THE HOSPITAL, AT LUNCH TIME, AND AFTER WORK IN THE EVENING…
I PRAY THAT GOD WILL LIFT YOUR PAIN, SO THAT YOU CAN HAVE THE COURAGE TO FIGHT THIS, I FEEL YOUR PAIN IN MY HEART AND I KNOW YOU ARE SCARED…
KEVIN, I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW MY FEELINGS, I AM ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU IF YOU JUST WANT TO TALK…
GOD KNOWS WE DON'T TALK ENOUGH ABOUT THE THINGS THAT REALLY BOTHER US
WE TRY AND SHOW TOUGHNESS, THAT FALSE CURTAIN, SO WE CAN BUILD WALLS AROUND ARE SELVES TO BLOCK OUT THE NOT SO PLEASANT THINGS IN LIFE, HANG IN THERE MY FRIEND, I'M IN YOUR CORNER, AND I AM NOT AFRAID TO SAY I LOVE YOU JUST LIKE A BROTHER….
KEVIN'S FIGHT ENDED 1998, FROM LUNG CANCER...
Copyright©Samoth
WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH GOOD AND WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH BAD
IF I COULD CHANGE PLACE WITH MY BEST FRIEND I WOULD, IN A HEARTBEAT….
I ALWAYS THOUGHT OF YOU AS MY BIG BROTHER, ONE I NEVER HAD
I HAVE ALWAYS LOOKED UP TOO YOU, AND WAS HAPPY WHEN THINGS WENT WELL FOR YOU, SAD WHEN THEY DID NOT…
I REFLECT BACK ON THE HAPPIER TIMES THAT WE HAVE SHARED, COUNTLESS HOCKEY AND FOOTBALL GAMES…
CARD GAMES WE PLAYED, THAT SOMEONE MAY HAVE THOUGHT WE WERE PLAYING FOR A MILLION DOLLARS…
THE BIRTH OF YOUR SON, KNOWING THAT YOU WERE TO BE GRADUATING SOON FROM COLLEGE, I WAS VERY PROUD OF YOU AND HAPPY…
THE DAY I TOOK YOU AND YOUR SON OUT FISHING ON MY BOAT, WATCHING YOUR SON AND YOURSELF CATCH FISH, AND TAKE PHOTOS…
WE HAVE BEEN TAUGHT AS YOUNG BOY'S THAT "REAL MEN DON'T CRY…"
THAT ARE FEELINGS SHOULD NOT BE WORN ON OUR SLEEVES, WHAT A BUNCH OF BAD MACHO, YOU KNOW WHAT…
I HAVE FOUND OUT FROM PASSED HISTORY, THAT I TEND TO BURY OR MASK EVERYTHING INSIDE OF ME, THAT WAS THE OLD ME, THE NEW ME CAN NOT DO THAT, IT WILL ONLY CREATE PROBLEMS WITH MYSELF, IF I DO NOT LEARN FROM MY PASSED MISTAKES…
I FEEL HELPLESS, SAD, AND I AM WALKING AROUND IN A DEEP FOG, IT SADDENS ME DEEPLY TO SEE YOU IN SO MUCH PAIN, YOUR SUFFERING HAS AFFECTED ALL ASPECTS OF MY LIFE AND I WISH I HAD A SECRET POTION TO GIVE YOU OR A MAGICAL WORD TO SAY TO MAKE YOU WELL AGAIN…
I HAVE NOT GIVEN UP HOPE OF A MIRACLE, A VERY LONG REMISSION
EVERYDAY I SAY MY PRAYERS, WHEN I COME AND SEE YOU IN THE AM AT THE HOSPITAL, AT LUNCH TIME, AND AFTER WORK IN THE EVENING…
I PRAY THAT GOD WILL LIFT YOUR PAIN, SO THAT YOU CAN HAVE THE COURAGE TO FIGHT THIS, I FEEL YOUR PAIN IN MY HEART AND I KNOW YOU ARE SCARED…
KEVIN, I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW MY FEELINGS, I AM ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU IF YOU JUST WANT TO TALK…
GOD KNOWS WE DON'T TALK ENOUGH ABOUT THE THINGS THAT REALLY BOTHER US
WE TRY AND SHOW TOUGHNESS, THAT FALSE CURTAIN, SO WE CAN BUILD WALLS AROUND ARE SELVES TO BLOCK OUT THE NOT SO PLEASANT THINGS IN LIFE, HANG IN THERE MY FRIEND, I'M IN YOUR CORNER, AND I AM NOT AFRAID TO SAY I LOVE YOU JUST LIKE A BROTHER….
KEVIN'S FIGHT ENDED 1998, FROM LUNG CANCER...
Copyright©Samoth
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