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by karategirl Jul 7, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Not once did she interrupt me, Or tell me I was wrong. She understood what I was going through, And promised she'd stay long I reached out to this friend To show her that i care To pull her close and let her know How much I need her there I went to hold her hand To pull her a bit nearer And realized that this perfect friend I found Was nothing but my mirror.