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Best Friends

I thought she was my best friend the best one i ever had instead i found out the truth and what i learn was sad we still call each other friends but i feel we're far apart through we see each other every day i have a broken heart she has made new friends and i have made some too we are talking less and less and inside i'm cold and blue each and every night i pray that she will finally see how much i want our friendship back and how much she means to me.

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