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Apr 2011
When something dies, it is gone.
I don't care what you say about souls.
It is gone.
So, when a friendship dies, it is so **** hard to revive.
It is similar to reviving a human being.
You try and try, but there is just nothing there.
There may be air rushing through their lungs,
But there is no effort behind it.
Written by
Kelsie Cameron
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