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As Time Goes On
Contributed by
drapes
on
Friday, 13th January 2006 @ 09:30:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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She used to be such a sweet little girl. Innocent smile, Pure, smooth skin. A voice that would brighten even the most rotten day. Curly brown hair framing such happy brown eyes. A jacket and overalls worn on a crisp fall day to jump in the leaves, Sky blue pants for sledding all afternoon, A bright suit and sandals for running through the sprinkler. Where did the once innocent child go? She's out walking the streets looking for action. In a foreign room with an unfamiliar face doing a desgraceful performance. Using her tongue for for more than licking a childhood ice cream cone. The obscene words and gestures on top of lies and unfaithfulness. The world revolves around her because of her corrupt but somehow attractive actions. She has no more time for board games and bowling, But hours to perfect her appearance that attracts for all the wrong reasons. A perfect weekend for two best friends to hang out she spends with Guy 3, or is it number 7? There's so many, it's impossible to keep track. She crushes so many souls but amazingly, a meaningful 'sorry' has never came out of her half-the-time-occupied mouth. She lives everyday with a new touch, a new event Not knowing she's destroying a friendship she's had for over three quarters of her life. She's so full of attention and talk that she won't realize she's losing a friend of 9 1/2 years until it's gone. And I promise you, then, She will be sorry.
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drapes
... [
2006-01-13 21:30:52] (Date/Time posted on
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