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I had a friend... She would keep a smile on everywhere she went, always cheerful, always a glimmer in her eyes, full on happy. She helped everyone she saw, she was a friend to most, friendly, outgoing, kind. One day, she left. The flowers began to droop, the clouds darkened overhead, the tears falling. The sky began to cry and lament for her, the children she once greeted out on the streets, they too left, hidden away in little cupboards the smiles she used to give and receive, ripped off of faces and replaced with agony. Maybe it was because what we all thought was right, maybe it wasn't alright. We've been circling around ourselves and not others. Forgetting about her when she needed someone most. "Do unto others what you want someone to do unto you" A lie. She waited. She hoped. She smiled and hoped everyone, yearning for someone to help her back. No once came. No one cared to ask, "How are you really?" Even as she stood expectedly, waiting to burst in grief and tears, just wanting to be held. But the only one that matters most is you, right? Hah.
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
No one came.
I had a friend... She would keep a smile on everywhere she went, always cheerful, always a glimmer in her eyes, full on happy. She helped everyone she saw, she was a friend to most, friendly, outgoing, kind. One day, she left. The flowers began to droop, the clouds darkened overhead, the tears falling. The sky began to cry and lament for her, the children she once greeted out on the streets, they too left, hidden away in little cupboards the smiles she used to give and receive, ripped off of faces and replaced with agony. Maybe it was because what we all thought was right, maybe it wasn't alright. We've been circling around ourselves and not others. Forgetting about her when she needed someone most. "Do unto others what you want someone to do unto you" A lie. She waited. She hoped. She smiled and hoped everyone, yearning for someone to help her back. No once came. No one cared to ask, "How are you really?" Even as she stood expectedly, waiting to burst in grief and tears, just wanting to be held. But the only one that matters most is you, right? Hah.
XD lack of sleep+math hw+sugar=crazy poems haha idk, but uh take the time to ask the ppl around you if they're okay. u never know if they need ur help or not. im not the one by 30h!3
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Feb 24, 2015
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