A poem….

What is love?

My best bud.

A ne time lover now shies away.

Sometime people grow and desire different friends, instead of simply saying just that they create conflict every time you see them. This might be the time to have a funeral and say good-bye to this relationship.

Missing someone special.

This a story of a lovely relationship.

An ode to all my friends!

Poem about a break up in a marriage,and its consequences…

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