My Real FriendsA Poem by Laura Exhow foolish people are...Wine from a bottle Makes walls seem closer Living is pointless When i've got my pals They make me die In a state of togetherness My buddies, they'll never leave me They know i'm addicted And they know no one hears me So scream all i want I'm suffocating © 2009 Laura Ex |
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Added on April 5, 2009 |

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