A poem about my best friend in the whole wide world.
My best friend..
She would always be there for me.
When I call her, she would call me back.
Freeload off of my plate at the dinner table.
Giggling at all the memories I had with her.
Walking with her and playing at the park most of the days.
Now, time has passed.
Something got to her.
Its bedtime now, I guess.
Her eyes closed, sleeping.. silently… silently…silently..
…gone… to her dreams……forever…..
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