Dear Friend,
by ~xCherWe could talk for houres
About our crappy lives
But as we told those stories
I thought about sharp knives
You knew how much I was hurting
How hard it was just to smile
But you were always there for me
And held me when I felt fragile
Somewhere along the road we lost eachother
And I find myself lost and alone
Why don't we talk anymore?
Not even through the phone
Can't we be friends any longer?
Did we change somehow?
I used to just call you
But it's all so different now..


















I have been reading a few of your stories and poems, and I just didn't know what to comment, because they were just too .. much (i dunno).
Anyway, your writing has a lot of content, keep it up.
But it's not fair to judge other people by things like these.
Haha, I can understand how some of the things I've written are too 'much' xD
Thanks
Niz xxx
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It does make a good poem though ^^.
Niz xxx
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