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a person called jazz
Contributed by
mark
on
Sunday, 8th September 2002 @ 08:38:41 AM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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walking along a thin line,
we see each other.
we talk,
and talk.
i help you,
as you help me.
within a blink,
friends we be.
i have no regrets,
my life is good.
i try and help you,
try to keep you happy and smiling.
i tell jokes,
make fun of things.
we laugh and talk.
i smile as we laugh at things.
i share your inner feelings,
try to help you.
i don't know if i have helped,
but i try and i hope i do.
my head is screwed up,
i try to help straighten your thoughts out,
mine getting weird and confusing all day.
may you be fine and good,
my brain confuses me.
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mark
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2002-09-08 08:38:41] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: a person called jazz
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jazz on
Sunday, 8th September 2002 @ 02:56:02 PM AEST (User
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My dearest Mark, there is not enough love in the world to show how I feel about. Soulmates? Maybe. Even past your girlfriend, I think we run deeper. And although we are nothing more then friends, we have something between us that no one can take away, and only you and I can feel that.
Your Bethie.... |
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