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Tribble Master
Author of 320 Stories
Rated: K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Reviews: 18 - Published: 03-18-05 - id:2311705
That day Clark went home, after returning the comics, after Ryan died, he cried. He has never cried before, never wept so – beautifully? No words could describe his torment, but he though he might try. He pulled out a blank sheet of paper and pencil and began to write. The words followed out, here he poured out his grief. No one was ever going to read his thoughts written here except Ryan, smiling down from above.


Ryan

This moment locked forever

In the secrets of my heart

Together we flew

I wish you knew

How powerful it was for me to be with you

We are brothers of the spirit

Your voice, I can no longer hear it

You are gone but the memory is still here

Locked in my soul, forever dear

These days when I shared your smile

And we played basketball all the while

Are gone from time and reality

But not from inside of me


I'm crying. That is just pathetic...Oh, well hope you liked. (And didn't cry to much)
Also not mine, there's the disclaimer!
So that is the end of another one-shout-thought!

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