BA (10/13/89 / Maryland)

Back Then

The good times,
the times i miss the most.
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Those times,
when we'd stay up talking online,
when all our problems seemed to go with just a laugh,
or even a smile.
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Those unexpected phone calls,
and knowing we'll both be alright,
because knowing we had each other,
just seemed so right.
~
Back when our friendship was so,
fresh and new,
telling each other'i'll never leave you too'.
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When trust meant something,
and promises too,
i thought it's all supposed to last,
the laughs, fun, trust and most of all the friendship,
i see it gone,
slipping away,
but it's really me,
thats gone all away.
: : end: :

written: 12/5/05

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going back times... very passionate... freedom. thanks for sharing md
aww this sounds so sad... and you had a sweet flow and ugh! i loved it! ! !