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Letters from Lia Jul 2018
"The first time I met you, you smiled,
That's when I thought you were special.
The first time we talked, you smiled,
That's when I knew you were a friend.

It's not about when
It's not about  how long
It's about every little moments that made us happy,
It's about every bizzare things we've shared.

You are a part of who I am now,
You'll always and forever be.
You are one of the best stars in my night sky,
Even when we're apart you will still shine.

This is who you are to me— you are the pouring rain that makes me glad
You are a drizzling crystal that touches our hearts
You send us sunshine everytime you smile
You are a rainbow, so rare yet so wonderful"
—this is a poem dedicated to a friend.
siin_li
Bella S Apr 2018
Mean girls,
They steal you from your dignity,
They steal your personal respect for yourself.
They break you down.
And never build you up.
They are full of themselves,
They don’t give a crap about you
Or anyone else for that matter.
They are not people you want to be friends with,
And definitely someone you do not want to be.
I was them once, and I hurt the people I loved.
I didn’t care,
I broke others down;
Because I was broken myself.
They don’t honor their promises,
And that's why they rarely ever make promises.
They tell you that your not good when you were terrific.
They tell you that you're not pretty, but then again, all of the guys ask you out.
They tell you that your clothes are old.
But, somehow you spent a fortune on them at all of the “popular stores”
And you used all of your hard earned money because your parents aren’t like their parents, you have to earn the things you want.
They get whatever they want, because their spoiled.
You don’t get everything you want because your parents are wise, and they don’t want you to be like those girls.

— The End —