Posted in friendship, love, original

Special

What he says is different

How he acts is totally cold-hearted

He leaves you hanging

Makes you dizzy

At the same time keeps your head straight

Oh he doesn’t say much

But when he does,

He says, “she’s my special friend”

And I melt to pieces

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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