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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