Through Thick and Thin
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Complete Thu, Oct 20, 2011<5 mins
A poem about how a few numbers can destroy not only you, but your best friend as well...
'Cause when they said "Through thick and thin", I didn't think they meant literally
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On that day, the sky was clear, the sun warm on the school grounds, and life felt light, full of possibility. My friends and I-each of us so different, yet inseparable-believed nothing could ever tear us apart. We were "The Anarchists," a group of misfits who never quite fit the mold, and that was precisely what made us strong. But gunshots shattered the peace, tearing apart the world as we knew it. In an instant, our little safe haven became a nightmare, and what remains now are only memories-memories of a friendship that even death can't truly end it.
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