One Last Time

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We went to the park where we met first,
Best friends since that day, its funny how things work in grade third.
We also went to the bar where our fake ID works,
Laughing and drinking until our tummy hurts.

Cafe, library, mc Donalds every single place,
We ended up in Aza's room with whiskey breaths.
I am holding a photo of us from today,
Three smiling faces, one last time, they say.

Aza caught me looking in her eyes,
It reminded us of something so we looked away and went back to our disguise.
Britney comes closer and hugs.
She's always been the glue to the three of us,
But this summer she has been too busy with the popular kids to even pick up my calls.

Then moving away, she says something about how my boyfriend is a jerk.
I wonder if she's jealous 'cause she has done this before.
Ignoring that thought I opened a bottle of wiskey again,
Aza's moving out of town, one last shot to this trio, because tomorrow it ends.



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