a poem i made n the 16th of August year 2006.
Why are they like that?
its like they've flown away in a single snap.
is it only me?
or there's really no more we?
why am i so sad?
the fact that i already had,
friends that are always there
and i hope that they'll always bare.
i give my best to all my friends,
including enemies, cheaters, and even cleptohands.
what will i do to make them see,
that i'm with them wherever they be.
even though only one or two are close to me,
All of us are close based on what i see.
I know they wont leave me alone in the air
because friends shout treat each other fair.
Chatting about boys would make you roar,
obsession for men would even make you a whore.
we are girls so that's okay to do.
but leaving your friends 'cause of them wouldnt make you true.
A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end.
it keeps us together like our circle of friends.
but the treasure inside for you to see,
is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.
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