Friends , by Vera Espiritu |
I had friends, lots of friends in fact Before I started to think about the world and I But they weren't friends, just classmates at best Nothing more than people to pass time And always less than what I had in mind |
Posted: 2012-11-17 01:30:36 UTC |
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2013-02-13 03:54:38 | George Chow |
Live long.. Spirits are be more blessed as age older.. |