best friends forever

Butterflies fly around chaos as we are best friends forever. We hold a tight bond as our three strands are not quickly broken. You two mean more to me than seven layer cake. I have cried  in my sleep I miss you so much. You are my trophies, my friends. I end this poem solemnly as I miss you both.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
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