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by girlnextdoor   Aug 23, 2009


Hello friend,
she whispered
and her voice caught
as she tried to shape
the word,
that word,
with her trembling lips
into something that described
what he was to her

but friend
no longer fit

the friendship
felt like a dead yellow canary
rotting away in it's cage
It was gone
Yet it was trapped

Hello friend,
she shouted
hoping the boy from his past
could hear her
"I have to let you go"

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  • 14 years ago

    by Mikaela DLC

    This is nice..
    A little vague but, your unique way of writing got the best of it.
    nice work!!!

    :)

    ~mika

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