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My best friend A Poem by Emily-Beth- add me =]
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V1: You are my best friend.
And I love you for that.
But I think that its time for you to look back.
At what all we have been through.
Have you thought about that?
Since you found her.
You've not been around here.
Not all that much last year.
I guess thats what happens when you love someone.
More than you love yourself.

Now I keep crying out for help.

 

C: I call your name out through the crowd.
You never looked.
Never turned around.
I see you at home you talk to me.
Somethings not right or is it just me.
When we're together we're like best friends.
I hoped that day would never end.
Then I wake up.
It was all a dream.
We're back to the way things used to be.
I thought i knew you.
I thought you were my best friend.

 

V2: I say I dont love you
But no one believes it.
I dont even believe it.
I thought that I knew you.

I wanna believe you.

I know that I love you.

But now I don't know what to do.
 
 C: I call your name out through the crowd.
You looked.
You turned around.
I see you at home you talk to me.
Somethings not right or is it just me.
When we're together we're like best friends.
I hoped that day would never end.
Then I wake up.
It was not dream.
We're back to the way things used to be.
I thought I knew you.
I thought you were my best friend.

I thought I loved you

I thought you we're my best friend. :'''(

 

-emilybeth

© 2010 Emily-Beth- add me =]


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Added on January 2, 2010
Last Updated on January 3, 2010

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Emily-Beth- add me =]
Emily-Beth- add me =]

Arab, AL



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I play basketball for my school. I'm shy sometimes, but friendly. Funny when I wanna be :) I'm 14. Not much to say about that. My favorite subject is English. And I love to write. :) more..

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