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	Poems and Stories > Sad Poems My Best Friend Poem by Mildred Villatoro We are best of friends. I wake in the morning thanking God for my blessings and my best friend. We are best of friends. I did not see it coming, I would not even think it. We are best of friends. We were going to be friends until the day we died. We are best of friends. One day she just said, I don't need you as my friend and slammed the door in my face. I could not believe this hurt I was feeling, my best friend. We are best of friends. I come to find out, we were never friends, she was using me like everyone else. We are best of friends. I wake up in the morning thanking God for my blessings and for opening my eyes to see those who are true to me. We were best friends, until I saw the way she treated me and realized, that she was just another user. My Best Friend© COPYRIGHT 2005 Mildred Villatoro. Reproduction prohibited without permission from the author. 06/28/05 Related Category: Poets Publish with Us - click here Free Monthly eZine Features reviewed art and artist sites from around the world, also includes the occasional musician or author. Join the fun and subscribe today! Enter your address below, then click the 'Send' button: (We never ever share or sell email addresses.) Subscribe | Unsubscribe See Also: Individual Authors Literature Copyright Info

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