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Once I had a friend

And we came along just fine

Happiness we shared

And together watched the days fly by



We laughed along

And played all day

We danced and sang

Then she walked away...



Sad I was for I was hurt

Mad I was because I felt lower than dirt

I teasured her for oh so long

And she rid my heart as if I did not belong



Tears I had shed

For she is a friend

Though a friend is she still?

If she has made a stand?



Away I am,

Apart we are

Hatred arose and

The fight has begun



Our friendship now fades

Perhaps it'll soon be gone

Like trash it'll get rotten

And with that the friendship was soon forgotten...