My best friend/sister

She started out just as a friend.
Then I started to realize I would fight till the very end.
She's the only one who could understand.
The life I lived the hurt I had to comprehend.
She went through hard times.
Slipping with her rhymes.
She felt like she could die, when all she knew turned out to be a lie.
But she stayed with me.
After a while she began to see.
What she didn't see before.
That everyone loved her to the very core.
She stays with me when I need her.
She's a great leader.
She's my best friend/sister.
And I'm proud to say I know her.




Poetry by Ariel Bennett
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Written on 2006-09-29 at 18:22

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