It Was Always Me And You

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    It Was Always Me And You

    When I am down, when I am sick, it was always me and you,

    When I am sad and when I am weak, it was always me and you,

    Before any occurrences in a heart beat, it was always me and you,

    Striving for the things I always seek, it was always me and you.

    You remember the time when I fell? It was always me and you.

    When I was in pain and felt like a living hell, it was always me and you,

    When I had noting to say, but you got something to tell, it was always me and you,

    And even in times when I pretend to not know you as well, it was always me and you.

    In the good times and the bad times, it was always me and you,

    When I always came up with some jokey rhymes, it was always me and you.

    Even in times when we joke about crimes, it was always me and you,

    And times when we act and I forget my lines, it was always me and you.

    Fun and joy used to fill our hearts; it was always me and you,

    When we always came up with good starts, it was always me and you.

    Doing things and watching each other backs, it was always me and you

    And always in the mood for sweet talks, it was always me and you.

    Sharing each other thoughts, it was always me and you.

    In situation that seems to be a problem, it was always me and you,

    We always join as one even to take blame, when felt solemn; it was always me and you,

    Even if I or you are the one then, it was always me and you.

    Even to fight to win till the end, it was always me and you.

    It was me and you and always me and you, who work as a team,

    It is me and you, who will always win,

    We grew up as one, and as closes of friends,

    It is us to reign till the end,

    In everything you say and do,

    Remember it was always me and you.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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