Ashy Poo

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    Ashy Poo

    Why did my friend
    Have to die?
    She was so young
    And she had so much going for her.
    She had two babies,
    Now without a mother
    Just because of a stupid drunk driver.
    I know that she is no longer here,
    But that will never change our relationship.
    She loved me like I was her sister
    And I did the same for her.
    She would help me when I needed it,
    And I would help her when she needed it,
    I love to watch her kids, and that is now my job.
    I am gonna raise her kids til they are 18 years old.
    Just remember Ashy I love you and miss you lots.
    Your the one person that I will never forget.

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    shortieoneohone commented on Ashy Poo

    07-06-2009

    hey gurl i liked this poem!!!! hope to hear from you soon! miss you gurl!

    Tiffy

    09/05/2009

    thanks gurl. this poem was hard for me to write cuz it was about my best friend in the whole world. sorry but i knew her before i knew u. ily.

    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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