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| It hurt so much, as I read your letter Because I can't do anything to make things better You must make the best out of the worst Or one of these days you are going to burst I wish that I could be there for you right now You keep me going while I'm out here, you might ask how? Well, you are my best friend Someone on which I can depend Through good and bad we've been together And I know that our friendship will last forever It hurts so much When your friends are out of touch LIfe may suck right now to me and you But I know that we'll both pull through |
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| *Copyright Trixey 1985-1999 *All rights Reserved* |
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