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Friends No More

Strange to think after all those memories
I still never mattered?
After countless late nights,petty fights,
Summer days, drifting together through the dried out haze,
Summer gave way to chilly breeze
The way your eyes passed over me with ease...
Schooltime starts and our days are gone,
People change and we move on.



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