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| First Mate Numbers - I Miss You | Started by: Briana_Arao on Nov 02, '08 14:50 |
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I have written a poem so I may remember your passing... Loving a Sailor is not always gay, Loving him truly is a high price to pay. Its being alone with nothing to hold, its being young but feeling so old, Its having him whisper his love for you, its whispering back you love him 86 plus two. There comes a kiss and a promise of more as his ship slowly glides away from the shore. Reluctantly, painfully, letting him go, while you're dying inside for wanting him so. Watching him leave with eyes full of tears, standing alone with your hopes, dreams and fears. Its sending a letter with the stamp upside down to your far-away love in a far-away town. Its going to church to kneel and to pray, and really meaning the things that you say. Being in love will foster your dreams of that far-away sailor your mind fairly beams. Days go by, no mail for a spell, you wait for some words to hear that he's well. Then a letter arrives and you're given in, to open his letter and smile with a grin. Yes, he is well and misses you so, and is filled with the love you want to know. Weeks are like months and months are like years, you wait for the day when you'll have no more fears. Days go by slowly, how many have passed? Then suddenly you realize its here at last! Yes, loving a sailor brings bitterness and fears, loneliness and sadness and despondent years. Loving a Sailor isn't much fun but its worth the price when the battle is won. And remember he's thinking of you every day, he's sad and he's lonely while so far away. So love him and miss him and hold your head high, Be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye. Your man's a seafarer, like that old ancient trader, It's a high price you pay for loving a Sailor. Your death has been avenged, friend. We will continue sailing for peace aboard the HMS Friend Ship in your honor. Briana lays a flower in the water in memory of First Mate Numbers and lets out a sad TOOT TOOT from the deck. |
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Fantom walks over to Briana and lays a hand on her shoulder. I'm deeply sorry for your loss Briana, it is hard to see your best friend pass on to the afterlife. Fantom then gives Briana a hug |
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| Reply by: Fantom_Ghost at Nov 02, '08 15:03 | |
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| This is truly a sad day, Briana. You have my deepest sympathy. Gambino gently tossed a rose into the waters and then quietly walked away leaving the family to grieve in peace. | |
| Reply by: Gambino at Nov 02, '08 16:27 | |
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This is truly disheartening news. Why it seems like just yesterday, first mate Numbers was guiding me through my duties as Assistant Bartender. Rest in Peace my friend. |
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| Reply by: Azuela at Nov 02, '08 19:29 | |
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| RIP Abacus. Your bumsex was famed across the waters. | |
| Reply by: linuxmandrake at Nov 02, '08 19:31 | |
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| True sad day for the community. That damn Numbers was a great guy! I will miss him walking around smacking me upside my head when I say "Hi" to him. Rest In Peace Bebz | |
| Reply by: Dexter at Nov 02, '08 20:06 | |
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| I want a poem like this done on the streets when i die... | |
| Reply by: Smaug at Nov 02, '08 21:06 | |
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I want the opposite of Smaug... Sorry for your loss. Hands Briana a pepperoni pie. |
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| Reply by: King_Cav at Nov 02, '08 22:45 | |
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Saul walks upto Briana and takes a breath. "Am sure your friend is watching over you and keeping you safe and if you need anything you know where i am." R.i.P |
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| Reply by: SaulSilver at Nov 03, '08 16:17 | |
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