My Best Broken Friend (not true)

by sophie boone   Nov 26, 2004


My best friend once lived here,
All the years she had left
She took her life and took her pride

It was all his fault
He shouldn't have betrayed her
Now she lays beneath me, dead

She was my best friend,
I miss her so much
Why did he choose that idiot over her??

He now looks at me and smirks,
Every time i see him SHES'S with him
She thinks she all that!

I hope my best friend a good life,
Even though shes 6 feet under
I will be with her 4eva

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  • 20 years ago

    by sophie boone

    can u vote this, i havent rote 1 4 ages

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