Amanda Ford Poems

“Best friends til the end”, we said it a lot.
But here we are, growing apart.
You had your groups, and I a new friend.
Now for the big question, “is this the end”?
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my brother he is lost to me,
grew up and he out grew me.

moved away to hide from dad,
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'twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
the family was gathered and waiting to pounce.

Grandma was depressed by the loss of a son,
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Used and abandoned, ill sit in this chair
And cry my tears softly so no one can hear

Tired of bein used and hurt beyond repair,
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stressed out,
broke down,
hurt beyond belief.
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From babies screaming,
And Barney singing,
Of love and of like,
As we sat on the floor.
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Fr! ends forever - t! l you treat me like s***
Fr! ends forever - t! l you become a d***
Now! m not sure what 'fr! endship' means
'Cuz once again 'forever' doesnt mean a thing
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It’s those days when the tears won’t come,
It’s those days when you have no one.
It’s those days when your heart cries loud,
It’s those days when life’s one big cloud.
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Dark.
No one.
Nothing
Emptiness.
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