Was it chance?
Was it fate?
That you were locked
In this eternal state?

I knew you so little
But I knew you so much
One thing I yearned
Was to feel your sweet touch

We only talked once
But it revealed to me
What exactly you wanted
For everyone to see

You’re good hearted
But that just might leave
You don’t want to abandon us
This I believe

By some strange occurence
You were plagued with this thing
I was the last to know
In our little ring

You’re sitting on that cliffside
And it’s crumbling away
You’ll fall to a blackness
That’s where you’ll stay

Scyth stand up
Come away from the edge
Please don’t leave us
Keep to your pledge

Right now you’re dying
You’re leaving us for good
Why didn’t the procedure
work like it should?

Scyth please
Please come home
You won’t regret it
I swear you won’t roam

Right now I’m crying
But need you not fear
Where you’re going
You’ll shed not a tear

Don’t you leave us Scyth
Not one wants you gone
Come away from the twilight
and into the dawn.

-Kilik Odagawa



This poem was written for a friend of mine. I was informed about 27 minutes ago that he had a tumor surgically removed. The procedure was a success...But when they tried to revive him from his sedated state...He plunged into a coma. The worst part is...Hey may die this coming Monday. It’s been a while since this happened. I was told tonight...I’m not asking for a prayer...I’m not asking for your sympathy. I’m asking that cherish those around you while they’re still here. Please.

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