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He was my friend

He was just my friend

two souls that crashed in the universe of time

 

We were told to just be a fling

Not to be lovers

Not to feel the sting

 

The sting that only lovers can feel

Not to be smushed under his heel

I thought it was going to last

Not be put in the past so fast

 

And that’s what hurts the most is

not being able to be his friend –

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