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Thursday, January 3, 2008

A Broken Friendship

Rating: 4.8
thought she was my best friend
The best one I've ever had
Instead I found out the truth
And what I learned was sad.


We still call each other friends
But I feel we're far apart
Though we see each other every day
I have a broken heart.


She has made new friends
And I have made some, too.
We are talking less and less
And inside I'm cold and blue.


Each and every night I pray
That she will finally see
How much I want out friendship back
And how much she means me.
tonya truitt
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COMMENTS
Mackie Figueroa 14 December 2009
just don't beg for her time. because she will just call, if she need you.; -(
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