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This poem is about my best friend. And this was the first time that we quarrel. |
| Sorry My Friend Sorry for what I've done For hurting you or someone I don't mean to do it Maybe I can take down and sit. I don't know why this things happened I don't want to remember it again But I can't take it or refused And think something that I can used. Every second, every minute My mind always recall it I think I will be gone And the paradise will broken down. Please! don't be so sad For the things that you think bad Because I'm hurry to say that "I love you and sorry.......... by rhaiz r. |