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Apr 2015
I don't know when I started sharing u my thoughts,
Was it the day when I broke our frdship without any reason,
Or was it the hour when i started coming to you,

Seize this day my lovely friend,
Coz I started writing poem for you,
Awful or not but that's just for you.

You might feel sad for some idiot's act,
You might curse coz he made u sad.
Even if u don't care I 'm right here for you.

People comes and goes its truth my friend,
Flower blooms and shed...that's life they end,
Pack those memories to the sea let's send.

Past is past not worth any regrets,
Don't write to him anymore my friend,
He is not worth a penny and u know, u do.

You are beautiful, smart, nice and rich.
You can have anyone in ur finger tip,
You have ur families,friend and luck,
Just assume that he died under a truck.
I write this poem for my closest friend who fell in love with my younger brother. Later
he left for far far land and found a new gal there. she was broken as hell but she still loves me and I started hating my younger  bro now.
Kim Johnson
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Kim Johnson  32/F/Darjeeling
(32/F/Darjeeling)   
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