She was always there for me,
we talk about things that I
would never talk to anyone about.
We laugh and cry together,
We do a lot of things together,
we argue about things that we
both disagree about.
There's a lot of things that I
miss about her. A lot of times I
wish...
She was here.
If she was here right now, things that
are happening now, the people that I'm really
close how I wouldn't have.
She was the coolest person I've
ever met.
I miss her a LOT but I know I'll
see her again, some day soon.
My Best Friend is my MOM! ! !
Your best friend is those fingers of yours. One up v..ag other up a.n..us working them in rhythm. Coming so your body heaves then you s..h..i.t yourself
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Good poem, Lissa. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks