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Strangers

Isn't it funny how You can grow up with someone And how they can be Your best friend For over half your life And then suddenly They start to drift away And there's nothing you can do To pull them back The current is too strong You know in your heart They don't want you anymore It wasn't meant to be You blame yourself You cry and cry until there's nothing left in you anymore You cry until the fight is all gone You fall You crumble Isn't it funny how The ones who used to know you better than anyone Can suddenly feel like A stranger.
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ella-byrne
Published
Aug 6, 2014
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Written in July 2014

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#friends#apart#strangers#drifting
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