Dear Best Friend

by Brie Anna   Aug 11, 2007


I tried to stop you but i was only three
i guess it wan'st ment to be
you took the gun and put it to you head
it splatered all over me you were dead
i can't believe i saw this i could see rate through your face
i'm forever in an unhappy place
what drove you to do this i couldn't understand
i loved you so much you were my best friend
i remember your furnnel so many young people were there
how come you couldn't see how many people cared
only the good die young so you must of been great
i guess you just had to leave us it must of been your fate
i'm not mad at you for what you did
when you love some one enough you learn to forgive
you were only 15 when you met your sweet end
it's been 10 years but you'll always be my best friend

© brie anna cherry jello press ©

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