For the ones who lent me their ears when I needed them most.
Of hoops and rings of fire I would pass for the ones I call friend.
Of the countless meals that have been shared with stories attached to them.
The times of learning, caring, mourning, and happiness are never forgotten.
The days to come contain more moments still.
To share with people of our similarity.
The ones who gave their hearts for a few moments with you.
"We are forever in each other's debt"
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I wrote this one because the other day I realized all my friends are growing up.
We're all experimenting with artistic things so we can try and be known for something.
I just think it's crazy that just a few years ago we were all just hanging out and not worried about a thing but now we're adults and it's just us, the people who stick with us, and a future which we have to carve out of what our parents and grandparents are giving us.
Idk... It's just crazy.
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