One by one we say our goodbyes to our friends made in our past lives
We tell each other that we are going to keep our ties, but in reality
we never do until we dieIn life you pass through many friends. Caring to each and every end
I'm still nostalgic about the past. The past that I can never get back
This life is short we move on from one another quickly and somberly as we see the next best thing
I miss you dear old friend. I however wish to never see you again. In fear that we are not the same old people.
We will never be the same or have the same old connection.
I miss you dearly friend and I hope you do well
Goodbye my best friend
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Under The Bark
PoesíaHere is a few poems that I have written.Some of them are decent some of them are not so much