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by katie Jun 5, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
We played during the summer. we hung out during the year. now i have to move. and say good bye to a friend so dear. i met him as a child. i knew him a a friend. sure we will go to the same school. but making new memories will come to and end. sure i can call him. fine I'll know he is there. but with him not part of my life. my heart has a huge hole to bare.so ill walk out my Dore. and are eyes will meet. ill give you a hug and say goodbye... a friend like you can not be beet.