Same Loss, Same Sorrow

Broken and battered,
A doll so dead lying here
What is this in my hands?
I believe it was someone so dear

Reflecting windows,
Blood slashed across these walls
A simple note on a pillow
"You almost had it all."

Sincerely you, sincerely me
A secret so hollow, a love so shallow
Turning blue to green
Envy for always, envy for morrow

A lifeless being
Shadowing our miserable walk
It's not worth seeing,
The things that we thought

But still your eyes remain blind,
Unable to reach out to me
And still I falter behind
The friend that cannot see
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Something I wrote my friend today. If you can't tell the basics, here; we both are broken from a former lover, he's going through what I already did. and he's not trying to reach out, instead he's displaying it over myspace... cuz that's REALLY *sarcasm* gonna help.
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Well, R&R please n.n