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December 5, 2010
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Though the sun shone brightly, the summer was dark,
the world seemed as though it would end.
Although that day wasn’t any battle,
it was the day that I lost a friend.

One fateful day, on the bus like always,
I sensed no change in the wind.
She told me through music, my heart then shattered,
for I knew I would lose my friend.

The house would sell, we both knew that,
but I hoped that time would suspend,
I know now that time bends for no one,
Not even when I lost a friend.

A humid spring day, I received a phone call,
from none other than my best friend,
“The house is sold,” she whispered to me,
and I knew I would soon lose my friend.

We threw her a party, to send her off,
I hoped that my heart would mend.
My friends and I, we waved our goodbyes,
But we had to let go of our friend.

There is a solution to every problem,
I found that out in the end.
For when friends move away, their memories stay,
I didn’t really lose my friend.





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Vidra This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 22, 2010 at 9:54 am
I don't reaslly think this is a ballad, because it's not so tragic/violent/depressing. It's more like a rhyming poem.
 
TaHa404 replied...
Dec. 24, 2010 at 10:17 am
Well, that's just your opinion.
 
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