June 15, 2010
By CamiloB BRONZE, Worcester, Massachusetts
CamiloB BRONZE, Worcester, Massachusetts
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A Friend
Today I met a friend;
Time hasn’t touched her
what a young soul.
Everything makes her joyful
Nothing makes her frown
But when she sees me
there is nothing but memories.

Nothing has changed about her;
Her eyes, skin, and her voice
what a young soul
Was it ages ago?
Or maybe even a teenage crush
All I know is this ardor for her
Suddenly hit me
She talks like an angel;
Maybe to save me?

Distant and distant she feels now
Colder and colder from her
I feel as I awake.

The author's comments:
Just a poem

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