Stand By Me
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When did this all happen ? He can't remember,all that he knows is there's nothing that he can do.It's already too late, he sighed when he saw the familiar sight infront of him. It's hurt..It's really damn hurt,but he smile his oh so familiar smile that can fool people but can't fool his own self.
It's okay .. I'm fine............ Am I ?
Foreword
This living hand,now warm and capable
Of earnest grasping,would,if it were cold
And in the icy silence of the tomb
so haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights'
That thou would wish thine own heart dry of blood
so in my veins red life might scream again
and thou be conscience-calmed -see here it is-
I Hold It Towards You.
-John Keats
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