Bestfriends Poem by Arturo Vargas
Bestfriends
Is it me, or are you crying?
Is it me, or did you take something from a being which you know nothing of?
Is it me, or are you smoking a cigarette?
Is it me, or are you depressed all the time?
Why? Why do you react to everything so different?
Why do you hold so much hatred towards your parents?
Why do you walk like that?
Why did you steal that?
Who do you owe money to?
Why are you holding a gun?
Be careful, please, stop playing with it...!
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Where am I?
Why are you crying?
What happened?
Whats wrong? ! ? !
Why am I looking at my own body?
Why wont you answer me? ! ? !
What are you doing? Take that gun out of your mouth!
Why are there copies of us on the floor?
Why is there so much blood?
Where are we going?
Why are we going diferent ways?
Come back, bestfriend! Please, come with me! Please...
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Dec 14th 2009
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4/19/2024 4:04:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the best friend is it? always with one who can point and in the point black/block range show every thing. You have a very good friend. have a good day.