Friends
Friends are like leaves in the wind.
They turn when the wind picks up.
They change with the seasons,
Only to suite themselfs.
Friends are like fire,
They hurt you when you get to close.
Copyright © Venessa Medina-Rosas | Year Posted 2011
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