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My favorite Poem!

I am making this part into my favorite poem page!

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"Friends Forever," you promised.
"Together till the end."
We did everything with each other.
You were my best friend.

When I was sad,you were by my side.
When I was scared,you felt my fear.
You were my best support--
If I needed you,you were there.

You were the greatest friend,
You always knew what to say:
You made everything seem better.
As long as we had each other,
Everything would be okay.

But somewhere along the line,
We slowly came apart.
I was here,you were there,
It tore a hole in my heart.

Things were changing,
Our cheerful music reversed its tune.
It was like having salt without pepper,
A sun without its moon.

Suddenly we were miles apart,
Two different people,with nothing the same.
It was as if we hadn't been friends;
Although we knew deep in our hearts
Neither one of us was to blame.

You had made many new friends
And luckily,so had I
But that didn't change the hurt--
The loss of our friendship made me cry.

As we grow older,things must change
But they don't always have to end.
Even though it is different,now,
You will always be my friend.
~Phyllis Lin~



This poem was given to me at the beginning of my sophomore year. My ex best friend Michelle decided to call it quits! Well I am getting on with my life!
I have a lot of new friends and I love them dearly!
Just think...I would not be as independant as I am now if I was still under Michelle's control!
Michelle...if you ever read this...Hun it was your on loss!!!



 

This is another poem I like. It is by Shakespeare.
Come away,come away,Death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away,fly away,breath,
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shrowd of white stuck all with yew,O prepare it.
My part of death no one so true did share it.

Not a flower,not a flower sweet,
On my black coffin let there be strown:
Not a friend,not a friend greet
My poor corpse,where my bones shall be thrown,
A thousand thousand sighs to save,lay me O where
Sad true lover never find my grave,to weep there.