Old FriendA Stage Play by JurikosanA deep thought in mind an awful action in motion a wonderful thing that I'm thinking But such a sick thing takes time. Me and you have not gone far You ditched me for some you like A friend is not what you were to me anymore. I was out to get you. I made the trap set up for only you I cried myself to sleep. I added a tear to my dearest collection. You know, the one that belongs to you. You said you believed in me. Of course, ironically enough, it was you. Great way to end my summer, old friend.
© 2011 JurikosanAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 6, 2011 Last Updated on August 6, 2011 AuthorJurikosanLittle Rock, ARAboutHey! My name is Hayley, but you can call me Jurisan! I'm nearly fifteen years old. I wrote most of these poems when I was eleven, and I can't really write anymore... I swear I got dumber over the year.. more..Writing
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