Faded



Yes I was there when you
Were laying the stepping stones.

Yes I was there when you
Were adding rings to the ladder.

Yes I was there when you
Thought everything would crumble.

Yes I was there to straighten your
Hunched shoulders and make you stand tall

Yes I was there when your
Conscience took deep plunges.

Yes I was there to add wings
To your confidence and make it soar.

Yes I was there to formulate
A solution for all your equations.

The pinnacle was reached,
The spotlight shone.

I was not there.
I was no longer needed.

Everything had faded.
I was jaded.


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