If only I became a good friend
Everything would be very fine
Hardships and problems would be lessened
And there would be nothing to confine
I should have continued to run fast
And swat away the negative things
Nicer days would come, we'll make it vast
Like a bird with newly flourished wings
Next time, I'll be a better person
A better friend who will stay loyal
Our bond would be known by the nation
It'll be better if we're not fatal
Take a glimpse in our valiant times
You will all see how close our bond is
I'm going to get everything back
To remind our forgotten friendship
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Unsung Poetry
PoetryIn which a girl writes about her unsung and overlooked emotions.