02.17.16

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A Letter to My  "Best Friend?"
You used to be my best friend
We were going to be there for each other until the end
We used to talk everyday
Now, we don't even say anything
We used to tell each other everything
We used to be there for each other through it all
Without you, I wouldn't know who else to call
I still remember the conversations we  had
I still reread them every time I was sad
You say you would do this and that
But you would rather see me under the mat instead
Because it seems like you drop dead me

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