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Thinking about life and how different it is
 Lots of different people that you will meet
 When you find people who share the same aspect of life like you do you can't go wrong
The closer you get the happier you are suppose to be
 And you shouldn't let anything get in the way
 If you feel that something is wrong
 you should talk about it
 I want to talk to my bestfriend
 Someone who I can go to and talk to
 
Someone who wont change or act different towards me
 someone who is there
 I thought I had a best friend who cared because they let something small change everything
And then they dont talk to you as much
Thats why I cant talk I can talk to my bestfriend
There are alot of things on my mind
and Im trying to deal with them
Im tired of going through this emothional breakdown
trying to fix things
We use to talk about everything
chill and have fun
I use to appreicate everything you done for me
And I thank GOD for bringing you in my life
We use to do for each other
we use to look out for each other
I feel that you are turning your back on me
and that hurts
We use to do alot together
and hold each other up
now I cant get one word from you
and you think its ok
I wanted to ask you things
but you give me attitude
I wanted to talk to you
you showed me that you don't want to talk and you don't care
I never thought that our friendship would fade away so quickly
Its seem like it was just yesterday that we became friends
lots have been done
but so little time it was
I never told you this
becuase now all we do is argue
And Im tired of arging
I just dont say anything
Ive kept this hidden
and away from everybody
but the best friend I thought I knew
was hidding from me.
 

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GucciGurl commented on Hidden

07-13-2009

I like this it is very good. I have a secret friend that we can talk about so much. He has gotten scared alittle cuz it could be more. But I tell him some of the things you say here. Now I m scared he is turning his back on me. But good work

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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