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In This Room Painted Black
We layed in that bed. We told jokes and stories from when we were younger. There in that room painted black. We'd stay up all night long telling jokes and funny tid bits. And laugh loud enough to wake the whole house. We were inseperable, invincible to the world that surrounded us. Because me and you were so locked tight. You were my one and only friend, my confident. The only person I could tell anything and everything to, as I was to you. I miss your impressions of other people. I miss the way you'd laugh. I miss the ditzy things you would say. But thats all changed now. Because you aren't here anymore. There are no more jokes. And no more stories from our past. We don't stay up all night together like we used to, and the laugher is just an echo in my sweet memories of us. Us when we were inseperable, invincible to the world that surrounded us. We aren't locked tight like we used to be. I miss my one and only best friend, my confident. The only person i could tell anything and everything to. As I lay in this bed. In this room painted black.
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