My friend borrowed my blue phone
She for me opened a note
You sent me a smiley face
You frowned on the name I made
Recalled we were arguing
All we said were too crazy
You'd pull out Bible verse
I gave you science curse
But you said I should believe
No matter how I would live
It was the very first time
Someone made me feel all right
I learned all weren't fine
I watched it lose its shine
Like the songs out of rhyme
We ended with a sigh
All the memories you left behind
They rung like thunders and silver chimes
They were beautiful flowers though not all
Should have saved it when I saw it would fall
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Try not rhyming...it interferes with your thought processes...be liberated, be free to express that which is important in the world to you, from your unique viewpoint - no one is a rhymed thinker, no one~~A~~