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barneypwnsu -> My friend (10/23/2010 5:56:34)
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She is like a tall, brick wall,
which withstands the fiercest blow-
how she excels through each and every day,
and soars above...the lowest low.
She, as pure as an angel,
has no fear, anger, or pride.
The one that everyone looks up to
surely has nothing to hide!
How I envy her!
She's everything that I wish I could be!
So, why did I feel that something was wrong
with the way she looked at me?
On that day she wept, and sulked alone,
didn't hide her pain and sorrow-
The day I pondered asking her "why?"
But then decided to ask tomorrow?
How was I to know, that night,
that when I greeted the next dawn,
It'd be the best day of my life
until I learned that she was gone?
"Who knew? No way!"
was all I heard them shout...
because all I could think of was the previous day,
and shake my head in doubt.
Because she was like a tall, brick wall,
being slowly chipped away,
but no one noticed the damage done,
until it was too late.
http://forums2.battleon.com/f/tm.asp?m=18255664 to discuss
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