Friends

Once I had a friend, who knew me like i was a book,
Reading between the pages,
anylizing every look,
and then one day she became pouplar
and left me pretty quick
to go meet those new friends, her very own new click
she changed,
so much
I miss her
so much
time to face reality
growing up has never hurt so much
she's gone
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