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My Best Friend

February 26, 2022
By Anonymous

My best friend is like the sky,

wide and wild, vast and free,

impossible to chain.

 

Her eyes are as deep as eternity,

like stars without beginnings,

poems with no end.

 

Her laugh is like a paintbrush,

sculpting the blank canvas of silence

into color and movement and life. 

 

Her tears are as bright

and dangerous

as diamond-bladed knives.

 

Her smile is like a prism,

shattering the world

into rainbows and light.


The author's comments:

This poem was written for a class assignment where we had to describe our best friend.


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