Stand By Me
You ask me to stand by you,
you who once owned my soul,
if standing by you is right then why?
why do i question it? why am i
like the others wordless?
You, taker of spirit.
do i dispise you?
you ask me again,
stand by me?
my reply _ always
BDxxx
The End
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