Ameera
The first time she saw me
she bit me
she was a bully
trying to make me cry
yet i just stared
Though it hurt
for one that is only three
What followed was rivaly
and great dislike
until, without even trying
we became one
we became the bestest friends
and the only time she ever tried to make me cry
were the times in which she made me laugh
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