My best friend
My best friend I met from the beginning till end
I don't know what to say to you anymore.
Am I that horribly of a friend,
Or am I those floor mats at your door?
A kind friend towards me
Who cherished me like no other,
But now unlikely
I start to clutter.
What to do now...?
Will my best friend talk to me ever,
Or will I just break down.
poem by Jessica Lee
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