Friday, June 29, 2007

Load of bullshit

People come, people go
Sure u've ur reasons for doing so
We haven't known each other for long
I guess the friendship wasn't strong
Things between us are same no more
All that exists is a mysterious wall
Graham Bell may have invented the telephone
It doesn't ring these days and I groan
We had plenty of good times
Definitely worth more than a million dimes
You were better than most of the rest
Perhaps one of the very best
We are busy with our own lives
Oh why did the friendship dive?
Why did things turn out this way,
I certainly hope for a better day

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