Goodbye Blacksmith

I said goodbye to a friend

our time has come to an end

fate has a way

of trying to say

there are better tomorrows

each holding less sorrows

so let go

to grow

and know

you are worth much more

than what came before

 

blind to his faults

and verbal assaults

his hot temper

never tender

yet I loved the man

for a three year span

but the friendship lost its glow

he’s moved on and I need to go

there’s no remorse

we’ve run our course

this is not an end

or something to mend

rather a new beginning

is what I’m predicting

goodbye, Blacksmith

it was all well worth it

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