I'm sitting and I'm thinking
every moment of today
missing you my friend
only wishing I could say
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Friends are:
there through thick and thin
always willing to let you in...
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why is that we always remember
the ones who have done us wrong...
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Words are like weapons
they can tear you apart
they can bring so much joy
other times, break a heart
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How I write says who I am
or maybe who I want to be
from feelings said intentionally
to the ones deep inside of me
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I want to take a minute out
to say just how I feel
This year I found Poemhunter.com
and people that are real
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Once again I have brought myself
to a place that is unknown
where there once was a garden
but the weeds have overgrown
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One of lifes simple pleasures is to sleep
memories that can make us forever weep
Upon losing someone that you miss so much
it's in a dream you can feel their touch
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Malicious and mean has never been my way
though to others it surely seems to be
Ive been through my share of heartaches
and yet I still remain that same old me
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As I awoke this morning
an incident was on my mind
it happened many years ago
and of the strangest kind.
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