Friends

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She waited for the man ; He yearned for the heart

she thought she loved ; Of the girl he adored

She gave him her heart ; He swore he would be

Though mean and cold ; Her shoulder to cry on

She held the pain ; He ached to hold her

Her heart was shattered ; To pick up the pieces

She held his hand ; Her skin was so soft

She kissed his cheek ; Her lips so smooth

She pulled him close to whisper ; His heart beat as thunder

"You will always be my greatest friend" ; His heart broke

" I Do not want things to change" ; The pain reverberated in him

He Grabbed her hand and gently kissed

I wish that things could be the same

But Friend of yours i Cannot be

He stood and took his heart with him

And left with pain that need not to explain

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