I Spent my Childhood

October 7, 2010
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All the while knowing you,
Exchanging all our time,
Never knowing what to do,
And keeping stray of crime.

You traded in my memories,
So I feel in debt to you,
We never tried to climb those trees,
That left us feeling new.

And I still know how to act,
But you, my dear, are still,
I wonder now if you're intact,
And my eyes start to fill.

I know how you feel from another angle,
Loving but never felt for,
And so your thoughts are left to dangle,
Or fall upon the floor.

I worry sometimes what happened to my other,
My only childhood friend,
Back then he was almost like a brother,
Now he's on a different end.

I speak now to him alone,
Because our selves are one,
I'm sorry for being the wrong tone,
But mercy, they have none.

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