Old FriendA Poem by ashweejuneWritten for Maggie McCarey, friends for 9 years until someone better came along 3You
were always standing next to me You
were always there to hear my pleas You
always cared about me You
never let me go But
then one day you meet a new friend And
you replace me with a new trend © 2011 ashweejune |
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Added on October 1, 2011 Last Updated on October 2, 2011 AuthorashweejuneUnder the StairsAboutThe smell of the rain makes me smile. I am my own worst critic. I believe in self-respect. My family means the world to me. Poetry heals my heart, love is my therapy, and my body is drug-free. more..Writing
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