Sometimes we fight with all our might, and doors are seemed to close,
But in the end, friends again, and that's what counts the most,
Through thick, and thin, tested by time, our friendship will never die,
We might grow old, all our secretes told, but we'll be here as time goes by.
One second apart, the other together, we'll be friends from now ti'll forever.
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Poems For The Sad Soul
PoetryTake my hand, come with me, I have something interesting for you to see. Poems here and poems there, Poems and books everywhere. Filled with dreams and filled with tears, Sometimes hopes and sometimes fears. So take my hand there's so much to see, ...
