High School Friends
Loving with all your heart does not compare
For I pour my heart and soul into all things I shall see, touch, and feel
High School Friend why have you become conceded
Broke bread with you at lunch
I haven't even eaten
Once was your friend you made me a stranger
Bright side I reached maturity
When you weren't with me
I still love you High School Friend
I hope God bless you with a new me
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