Memories
Memories of 1987, wondering what happened to the friends.
Thought we were friends till the end.
People began splitting up,
to take it to the next level in a pick up truck.
All the fun was gone.
It was all done.
Found my best friend with someone I thought I loved.
I learned it wasn't from above.
Time to grow up and get on our own.
Lives changed and we knew it and live to the bone.
Getting first jobs,
watching out for the snobs.
Living in a new path,
wondering about the rath.
Time for a change.
It felt very strange.
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