A shoulder to cry on
A wall to lean on
A boat to row
They come and go
A sweater to wear
An apple to spare
A place to grow
They come and go
A rope to hold
A person brave and bold
Ask them to stay,even so,
They come and go
A mine for coal
A sister in soul
Even a unbeatable foe
They come and go
Since they were old
They don't bother to get cold
They won't remain,rain or snow
They will, come and go
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It's been a long time without me my friend.. Haha
School sucks. We all know that of course but we need it... We have no freaking choice.
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Hurled Thoughts
PoetryWe hurl thoughts like we breathe every gust of wind... To the words never spoken. To the thoughts I have forgotten.
