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I'm Sorry


I'm sorry for not being the friend I could,

If I could do everything, I swear I would.

I'm sorry for being afraind and shy,

Sometimes you make me wanna die.

And others I love you as a friend,

I hope and wish we will be friends til the end.

((This was the very first poem I wrote, I just found it in my old notebook!))

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