| 2 entries | | |  | | | | Language | wrote | | Memories of secret handshakes, you
It speak my language
Sees, I cease to believe
You're gonna leave.
And acting out a fight
When you're not around
With ease, I cease to exist
I slip through the leaves
We once had to wish
Oh we wished for,
Heaven, It now only seems
Like torture
Oh this ghost
Will win my host it's, lingering
In me, and around my neck
It taps on my head
While i'm asleep
Memories of secret handshakes, you
it speak my language
Sees, that cease to believe | | | | | My best friend | wrote | | She understood my wonders,
And listened to my dreams.
She listened to how I felt about life and love,
& knew what it all means.
Not once did she interrupt me,
Or tell me I was wrong.
She understood what I was going through,
& promised she'd stay long
I reached out to this friend
To show her that i care
To pull her close and let her know
How much i need her there
I went to hold her hand
To pull her a bit nearer
& realized that this perfect friend I found
Was nothing but my mirror | | | | | 2 entries | | |
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