you were in the room,you saw first hand what i was trying to see.

you were spotted with her tears and matted with bloodstains that were from me.

You held your poker face against all odds

not that you could have tweake it with a simple head nod.

Im sure you did you best, yes the best i can protest

you comforted me when ever i needed to lay my head to rest.

you hold our story deep in your threads

let you hide it from the next group dope feinds and meth heads

dont let them ruin you, with any more bodily fluids, beer or koolaid

that would deprive the intellectuals of the meaning

of your tints,tones and shades.

because your the only memory of us and what happened on that life changing yesterday.