I have this one friend
Shes one of the best
We tell eachother secrets
For having her as a friend
I know I am Blessed
We'll have our hard times
Say things we don't mean
Go on the web
To a site called insult machine
Sometimes we will lie
And some will cry
but if we really hurt eachother
I know we would want to die
And to this one friend
Sometimes your a pest
But for this same reason
You'll Always be the best.
-barbara h..
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