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Midnight Sun

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our friendship was designed with nine lives
you have ruined eight and a half so far
you keep torturing me with needles and knives
but I’m not going to wear a single scar

cause you have never known what I feel
i decided to trade a betrayer for a friend
sure I thought that was a hell of deal
but all my friends are betrayers in the end

this is where it started, this is where it ends
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Jerry Hughes 16 November 2008

............nice flow of words, well done

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Kevin Eaglesfield 16 November 2008

Pain and bravado in equal measures.Know its bite.Like this poem.Regards.Kev

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