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My Girls
Contributed by
jada
on
Tuesday, 3rd May 2005 @ 05:45:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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We don't talk much,
but you don't know what you mean to me.
As our friendship grows,
the more I grow to know our friendship was meant to be.
Now were getting older,
Remembering times when we were young.
Times are getting harder,
but there are still obstacles to overcome.
When I felt scared....
when I felt afriad,
wanting to hide and run.
when I need an answer,
when I need someone to come to my rescue,
my girls are always the ones!
Copyright ©
jada
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2005-05-03 17:45:21] (Date/Time posted on
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