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by Im Not Emo Sep 16, 2007 category : Life, society / other
He walks the streets day and night Without a home in his view Clothes drape over his body in every hue of black and blue Only one coin he held in ownership And dearly he treasured this token It was as dim as the dirt But he kept glancing at it, again and again I walked up to him one day and asked why he had that coin He looked at me with his old grey eyes And told me i wouldn't understand I told him to explain it anyway So he gave me a kind smile He asked if I'd mind staying long His story was said to take awhile His tale was a sad one Full of grief and sorrow This coin was from a loved one who died just a year before tomorrow He stared at his coin For quite a long time Then he handed it to me Saying it was now mine I couldn't except it But he kindly said please Placing it in my hand Giving it one last squeeze He said life is too short Too keep something forever Thats why I give it to you For you became my friend,and thats my new greatest treasure.