Bestfriend
I sit alone in the dark
the contrast is stark
of the moonlight on the grass
tears slide down my cheeks
as I think about your face
and wish away your pain
my bestfriend
I feel the hurt
I share the agony
giving up the will to live
is something we've both done
my bestfriend
I care
I really do
don't give up
I'm here for you
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