My Best Friend

by Britta   Jun 27, 2006


He was my best friend, better than all the rest. Now he's gone, gone with the wind.
They say that the good always die young, that was my best friend...Forever Young.
No matter what happens in life and no matter where he is at this moment, he will always be forever young and forever my very best friend.

PLEASE COMMENT OR VOTE! XoxoX

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  • 18 years ago

    by Karolina Kidd

    This Is Really Good, Comment Mine Too, and Get @ Me, Maybe We Can Help Each Other Out and Get Paid

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