Hi, I'm Kimmy, i wrote most of my poems a year ago while thinking about my friends and what they do/did to me in grade school and how they all left me to go to differant high schools-
Friends are like flowers
You think they're fine
until some time later
when you look closely
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One day you might wake up
and find your friends not there
you think they are sick in class
that their minds will reappear.
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A wise man once said Friends are Forever.
But is that True? I'm not sure.
One day your friends
The next day your not.
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See the blood on my face?
It's the cuts from my tears.
They tear through flesh,
and leave a gaping wound.
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