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I Thought Was My Friend
10 January, 2005
Author: Britney

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As I lay me down to sleep the tears flow way to deep
the cuts beneath me are so intense brings me endless pain
even after death.
Help me move on help me see help me live in reality.
Pick me up carry me on nothing else but you to help me move on.
How could they lie put me in depise ruin everything I have in this
life.
I thought you were my friend...you showed your self in the light
something else other than right.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

scurrd (71.104.133.106) -- Wednesday, September 7 2005, 05:44 am

wow

wow deep realli good job
BRITNEY (24.121.42.133) -- Thursday, March 1 2007, 01:09 am

THANKS

LOL Thanks I tried, Thanks for the feed back
 
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