Once Upon a Bestfriend

January 16, 2012
As if there wasn’t much to say
Never stopped to say hey
Our laughter shriveled by each day
What’s more than just a picture is a memory just to play
To play in our wits, and keep it away
Cause sometimes all it brings, is sorrow and gray
Like yesterday was just a day, but today has better ways

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