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Jul 2014
Our foot prints in the sand,
begin to disappear.
Taking just a few steps,
when he whispered in my ear.
" I don't wanna be just friends,
I want us to be together.
And I don't wanna just be around,
I wanna hold you close forever."
Our memories as friends,
slowly began to fade.
The friendship that we have,
isn't easily made.

Always, Tameica Hammick.
5-15-10
Written by
Tameica Lee Hammick
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