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sophie stewart


Best Friend


A fight is a fight
A friend is a friend
A fight took over us
I thought it was the end
Every night when I turned out the light
I felt more tears one by one they turned my life into fear
I steer into darkness, not knowing what to do
But then I thought and I knew that all I needed was you
I rang you up and apologised, water sprinkling down our eyes
Then we said through the phone
A fight is a fight
A friend is a friend
Never in our life will we fight again
For a friend is stronger then a fight
But what’s even stronger is what we are… best friends for life

Submitted: Sunday, September 23, 2007
Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011
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