High School Friends

Loving with all your heart does not compare 

For I pour my heart and soul into all things I shall see, touch, and feel

High School Friend why have you become conceded 

Broke bread with you at lunch

 I haven't even eaten 

Once was your friend you made me a stranger 

Bright side I reached maturity 

When you weren't with me 

I still love you High School Friend 

I hope God bless you with a new me 

 

 

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This poem is about: 
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