Friend
My friendship to you.
Its a curious thing.
We laugh and we talk.
And sometimes we sing.
But nothing gets through.
So I stand back.
And ask,
What really is it-
My friendship to you?
We bicker and fight
And sometimes we cry
But nothing gets through
And so I ask,
Why?
My friendship to you.
Its a curious thing.
I really, really like it.
Don't you like it, too?
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parkers.arts
Hello! I'm in high school, and currently writing poetry. I love writing in general, but poetry has always had a special place in my heart. Thanks for reading my stuff! Be safe and have a nice day :)
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