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I guess this is how the story ends
with you lost, us left to mend
how can you justify yourself
when you break everyone else

can this be what you wanted?
does not make sense

..when you were up against the fence
all you did was dig your own grave
and hid.

choked your soul, lost control

And now we all feel the same
Because you felt different

If I could ask a question to you?

But for who?  you??

That does not ease me, that will not do
It teases me
Into believing your loneliness
Was token of my negligence

I was not blind, but I never expected this..

Now we fall victim to your secrecy
and it eats me

Wishing, knowing i could have done more
maybe then i would not see you
6 feet beneath me

But you are gone
Carry on, carry on..
view futures as gifts to lift
my renewed soul above the marginal sift
of mediocre stiffs in this world

We come to realize a truth
Exists not in textbook, not learned in institution

Life is a marathon...

And above all else a gem of great luster
And despite the dust and corrosive rusts
Is not lust, but love..
Memories unaltered in time, place...

Safe to say my life has changed
So if i may, i say thanks James, in vain.