The Cure
My bones have melted, my memory is rusted,
But my heart shines and my spirit can be trusted.
Some images cross my mind, everyday as I sit alone,
A cry, a laugh, a sigh and a yawn,
Remind me of the days bygone.
I remember you friend and miss the fun,
It’s been years since we talked but
Memories faded have none.
In this inconstant life, in this unstable world,
When everything vanishes and no feeling is pure,
Your friendship completes me and it is the cure.
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