My Best Friend

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    My Best Friend

     When I met my best friend I found her on a gaming site
    We were in a league together,
    She was caring, loving, and funny
    There were people there who pretended to be her friend,
    They told me things about her that were not true
    I didn't believe them,
    I got to talk to her
    I seen the beautiful person inside of her
    We spoke on the phone,
    I heard the pain in her voice
    I wondered why so much pain,
    I wondered why she cried
    I told her she was so beautiful, the kindest person you could ever meet,
    She knows she will always be my best friend forever
    And I love her like a sister,
    She is my best friend and I love her.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    suscamiel’s Poems (15)

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