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i always come running when you start crying my name
This Story is about a person who left, and made me realize that there is more to people than just how we've perceived them.
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 14, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Shahwar Akram
That's the poem I wrote for my best friend, Kashaf. She left the school and the poem says it all...how I felt when she left :"(
Again, I recently lost a very close friend. This is a fancy internet version of a message I sent her way. It's obviously not the best or very polished but I find that writing things as they are born as thoughts (thats definitely the lamest thing i've ever said) makes things more genuine and...
I don't really like this one but
Through this year, my best friend of 11 years and I have had some issues. Within the past week, we've completely stopped talking and I don't know what to do with myself.
By Lisa Sharpe
This poem was inspired by social media itself. My life would be different in a lot of ways had I had all of the social tools we have today, while in high school. Please enjoy! I would love to read other poems about social media... send to timeline @ www.facebook.com/pierrehideawaypinkett
The Twelfth Doctor and his companion the lovely Clara have experienced the death of Clara's beloved and tested their friendship but something else is on the way to test them and shall their friendship stay the same or is it destined to hit that rough patch every friendship hits and will they...
By Evan Musto
What do you do when you find yourself in love with your best friend?
taken from my book,
A Tribute to one of the greatest friends and blood brothers that I had in my life. He passed away on Dec. 18th, 2012.
Poetry | Updated Nov 29, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
when you are gone you somehow make me feel so small
By Katie Tripp
A night in the low life.
"I'm here, he says; her very best friend,
His grip on her tightens: I'm here 'til the end.."
By Mane Omsy
A best memories wont fade from your mind. This travel proves me that.
A personal poem about the first time I experienced love.