When I

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about friendship.The kind of friendship that picks you up when you're crying on your bathroom floor or when you're about to fall apart. Friends that stay with you, no matter what.

Submitted: June 06, 2017

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When I 

When I was lying on the bathroom floor,
And I couldn’t open any door,
You were right there for me, 
Reminding me who I wanted to be.

When I was being swallowed by quicksand,
And I couldn’t reach your hand,
You hold on to me real tight,
And helped me fight this fight.

When I was being kissed by the rain,
And my heart was filled with pain,
You made me see the light of day,
And sent the rage away.

When I had no place where to go,
And I couldn’t put up a show,
You brought me back my smile, 
And made me feel worthwhile.

You give me everything I need;
In this garden, you are the seed.
I’m so glad you’re my best friend;
It’s us together ‘til the end. 


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