Fading Bonds
When the heart of a relationship dies, the essence of friendship fades.
When words don’t reflect the soul’s warmth, the joy of friendship deteriorates..
Then you cower from the possible pain of witnessing the vanquished remnants,
Of a piece of art that was once created by your heart’s hands and soul’s colors.
Is this bond destined to fade away in the graves of oblivion or,
Can what was never meant to be broken, rise up?
Like the phoenix from its ashes, young and better than before
When words don’t reflect the soul’s warmth, the joy of friendship deteriorates..
Then you cower from the possible pain of witnessing the vanquished remnants,
Of a piece of art that was once created by your heart’s hands and soul’s colors.
Is this bond destined to fade away in the graves of oblivion or,
Can what was never meant to be broken, rise up?
Like the phoenix from its ashes, young and better than before
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