to lost friendship
we used to laugh too loud- young hearts racing -
passing the boys smoking outside the school
flipping our hair hoping he had seen
we used to drink too much
I miss your smile
how we walked for hours
sharing dreams and tragedies
as twilight arched across the skies
your path turned
and now I walk alone
in the rain
~ July 31, 2009 ~
Poetry by Alice Fern
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Written on 2009-07-31 at 23:20
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