Met by the banks,
on a bright and sunny day,
Contradicted each other,
But still were similar,
Rivalry they seeked,
But found comradeship.
A day came,
when the protege died,
And the companion
waited on the same bank,
He did not know,
Of what had happened,
but he abided time,
hoping he would come,
Like a stone.
on a bright and sunny day,
Contradicted each other,
But still were similar,
Rivalry they seeked,
But found comradeship.
A day came,
when the protege died,
And the companion
waited on the same bank,
He did not know,
Of what had happened,
but he abided time,
hoping he would come,
Like a stone.
As time flies by,
People mutate,
Things transform,
Transmogrification
Metamorphosis occurs
Still they wait,
Wait for happiness
Wait for miracles
Wait for love
And wait they will
For everything that happens
Will make us wait.
By: Anonymous
By: Anonymous
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