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Jul 2015
He cut his hair
and changed his clothes.
Suddenly, stuck up his nose.
Some of us weren't good enough,
so he went to do other stuff.
Thinking that'd we'd still be friends
I paid no mind to these trends.
Next thing I know
he won't say, "hi."
Apparently he's said, "goodbye."
03/03/2010
An old poem about an old friend that lost me
Cheyenne
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Cheyenne
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