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An only friend
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Somewhat poems I have but one friend.
She told me I was beautiful in an inimitable kind of way.
She said I mean something to someone more than words could say.
She said my tears don’t make me any less mature.
She said I am strong for all the Arctic winters I’ve endured.
She said that the vibrant scars are figments of my imagination.
She said the jagged knife that rests under my bed is part of my hearts inflation.
She said that my childhood was filled with rainbows and playing tag in the streets.
She said I am not insane for all the stories I conjure and continue to believe.
She said my outrageous fantasies aren’t a waste of time.
She said my hatred is nothing, people are just blind.
She told me I can be loved but no ones wiling to try.
She told me I will be just fine and I really don’t want to die.
My friend is a compulsive liar.
My one friend is me.
im your friend!!.. exelent poem!