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Friends are roses in the garden of life |
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Guys will come and go, but good friends last 4evr |
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If i told u the truth, u wouldnt beleave me, u would disown me |
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U asked me why, and i say i just wanted some one 2 care |
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U stab the doll knowing its killing me |
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Its the friends you can call at four in the morning that matter |
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You saw me, when i was [invisible] |
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Dont [understand] the smile |
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I have this poem about a little girl being abused. P L E A S E read and comment. i have other poems to.. varying from cutting to Boys^ |
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Its amazing after all weve been thru, the good & the bad how we can walk by each other && pretend we were never friends...give each other a polite akward smile n move on.... |