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Dead Best Friend

She had now where to turn to She had no where to go she ran down beside my street Crying out of pain And from my window i watched her cry So painful it seemed to me But then some one walks up to her With a shout of pain I jump out of my window and say 'get off of her' And with a fright the guy runs off But yelled at her one last time At this rate i heard him say 'Your going to die today or tomorrow I'll find you any where you go' with pain I'm my heart i stop dead in front of him 'you messed with the wrong girl' With a punch that got him in the jaw He shouted in pain and waled at me But no not me my friend in pain on the floor And on that night my best friend died With a bullet in her heart I still remember that day i Still remember who did it i still remember that day my best friend became my Dead best friend.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 10/6/2011 12:23:00 PM
Phew!
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Date: 1/26/2010 5:16:00 PM
Strong. Ill never forget the days mine became dead. xo Rain. ps. thank you for the comment.
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Date: 1/26/2010 10:14:00 AM
What a strong write. Outstanding. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/25/2010 8:59:00 PM
Wow! This is cinematic, impressive and lasting in the brain!
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