My Best Freind Poem by DJ Hart
My Best Freind
My best freind is a razor blade.
In my cabinet, you usually stayed.
You only came out to talk to me.
Then I lost you, where could you be?
I knew where I was hiding you.
How could I lose you. My need to talk to you grew.
I looked and looked, thinking in my head.
Then I found you under my bed.
We still have our chats now and then.
And I will always use you with love, again and again.
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