Here is a poem I promised. This picture was sent to me by my dear friend, Claire.
I was trying to find the perfect story behind it, and it took awhile. (I've had the picture in my inbox for a month or two)
We were young when we started
Now we've grown old, our friends departed
Together we've roamed this earth
Been through all toils and mirth
When we were young we lived freely
We didn't know it'd turn us sour and greedy
Selfish ambitions captured our hearts
We grew weak from the poisoned darts
We can't be free, we can't escape
We can't run from the lives we've shaped
Well, I hope you liked it. It didn't turn out as I had hoped, but it's an okay poem.
Claire, I hope you enjoyed it too! Sorry it took me so long to use the picture!
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