you had me on my knees..
and your feet were my home..
you never accepted my offering or even cared what it was..
it really wasn't much..
however, what was mine, was yours as well..
even more than mine..
i've dedicated my whole left arm to you..
with your name engraved on it twice, like an epitaph..
if you think about it, that's what my left arm is..
a gravestone and tomb of our now, non existent friendship..
Samantha K. Puentes, how i miss you..
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