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Old Friend Lost AgainOld Friend Lost Again
tears flowing like waterfalls down my cheeks,
a heart aching yet again.
hopes dashed, pain renewed.
love not given the chance to bloom now wilting.
a lover lost to another.
lover lost first a friend, now not sure what he is to me.
only pain and tears come to me when i think of him now.
lover first a friend, why hadn't you said you were waiting for another. you got my hopes up then cut them down. i thought maybe i could love thee, but it seems you never intended anything to grow between us. you just wanted to concur me and thought we could still be friends. how can i still call you a friend after what you have do
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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