Like the locals at the beach
You know me by heart and I know you
When you start crying I will too
T
hat's the kind of friend I am with you
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A Train of Quatrains
PoetryJust a bunch of things I wanna say Things that noone will bother to know Things that keeps piling up everyday And if you will hate this you're a foe Ranked #265 in Poetry 3|31|18 Ranked #836 in Reality 5|12|18
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Like the locals at the beach
You know me by heart and I know you
When you start crying I will too
T
hat's the kind of friend I am with you
