Life Goes On

Life goes on even

when a strife happens

to past friends that

tend to have pity.

I often feel like

I am nothing but

a witty jester who

cannot have a ditty.

Sorrow fills up

my veins to allow

me to borrow

these feelings.

Life goes on,

pain of losing

a friend is like

a piece of my

brain that is missing.

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