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Heart of mine
Is under great pressure
It is time to decide
To be or not be
I can not keep you waiting
I can not keep you dreaming
No dreams to offer to your plate
So difficult it is to decide
Thoughts on my head die
One by one
They are all getting old too fast
Before they are getting out of my mouth
Should I begin my speech?
My hands are shaking
Finally when everyone is gathered
Around the round table
I have chance to speak out
Everyone is silent
-What she wants?
They might think
Destiny is something
No one should play with
No words come out of my throat
I feel my friend's hands on my shoulder
Tapping my back
-You are going to be okay
Like his hands are saying
"I will be here no matter what"
I try to smile
But I feel how hot tears are burning me
Strong arms put blanket around me
Carry me away
Finally I can cry
Again on his shoulder
I pour down my tears
He kisses my forehead
Whispers softly
-Angel, don't worry
I will be here for you
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This poem is my true words for a special friend who has support me all the hardest time in my life. To a person I would go death without any doubt...
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