Thomas Taylor - My friend

Ahhh my friend.
My dearest companion.
Come, sit with me.
Let us share a bottle of wine.
I knew you would arrive soon.
You always do.
Your always here with me.
Even when your gone i know it be not long.
until you return to my company.
Until you embrace me and hold me as close to you as possible.
and whisper those bittersweet words of inspiration in my ear.
My friend.
My muse.
My misery...

Thomas Taylor

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