In her heart she held a rose
That rose was kindness I suppose
But once u spoke to her, face to face
You realized her heart was filled with grace
Her actions were thoughtful, her words were kind
Even if you were different, she didn't mind
She never shouted, she never yelled
She just assists you, out of your shell
But once again you notice, that she's the best
You see that she's with you, Even through the tests
Since she's so kind, you never want your friendship to end
And that's why you call her "best friend."
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Beyond Storytelling, Poems
PoesiaHi guys! I'm pretty new to using wattpad and so I decided to publish some poetry that I wrote my self.
