"The time has come," the good friend said," to address these nasty things,
Why you are such a let down,
When I have given you wings.
The time has come," the close friend said," to wash all memories away,
The ones we've built with our bare hands,
The ones we've let astray.
The time has come," the lonely friend cried," to let the moonlight die,
To forget all those good ole days,
To say our final goodbyes."
"The time has come," the second friend replied, "to pretend you're not upset,
To try to re-build the broken dreams,
And once again, to forget."
But the first friend shook her head as she slowly faded away,
She wished it all could be different,
But her friend would never stay.
And while the moonlight cried,
The stars shone brighter than before,
For when one friendship dies,
A new one walks through the door.
Im sorry about your friendship issue.
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