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 Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 4:20 pm
strange faces
different people
i can't seem
to find a person
i would know
to talk about my troubles
but that's how
i found the right person
we talked and talk
a friendship begins
i just feel the breeze
we fly up and up the sky....
how wonderful
a real friend
doesnt trick u
she's/he's a helpful hand
we are the best of friends
talk about troubles and meet new people
this is how
i met these friends
no one other
can place them
i just made my day!!!! whee
Thanks for reading all of you who is. I used to have really, hmm. uncaring friends but then, i made some good ones of my own and i feel that they are the best. friends are not those who say bad things about you to get friends. I wouldnt want any of that for people else so.....I HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY~~~
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 9:34 pm
It's nice. I like it. Good style, and I can see where this came from.
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