Maribel Ramirez


Friend


It hurts me to even think
are friendship is slip-ping away
Cause we been thru so much
are friendship comes a long way
We had are up's and down's
and we got thru it

I think back at all we shared
WE cried, we had are laughs
yeah there wore times when we fight
but i still find my-self thanking God
that he brought you to me
If you ask me are friendship was met to be

So please met me half way

Maybe not to-day and maybe not tomorrow
But some-day are Friendship well be strong
once again

Till then Im going to pray that you are doing ok
and that I well have my Best-Friend back some-day

I love you

I well always be here

Submitted: Saturday, May 13, 2006
Edited: Saturday, July 24, 2010

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