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by Raychil Feb 12, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Sometimes it seems That you're my only friend My precious, little notebook That I scribble in with pen Your pages are filled with ME My happiness, my pain And as I flip through you I see tear drops that have stained I see the words I hide I see the blood I've shed I see all my inner thoughts I see the things I've said Notebook, you've been through it all Recorded all there is to see You alone are the alone one To know the darkest side of me Your pages are almost out And it makes me want to cry Because I can truly say You've always been at my side But soon you will be full No more moments will we share I'll have to buy a new friend To write in and to care But notebook, you won't be gone Though your pages meet an end I will still keep you close My inanimate, caring friend.