Poetry #38: Friend

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I want you to be mine
but i choose to be your friend,
i think that's fine
but it hurts when someone surround,
When he smiled
and you also liked,
my heart aches
it feels like my bones will break,
even though I'm hurt
i don't want us to be apart.
I'll be there for you
in your bad and good times,
how far you will go,
just call my name and i will be there.

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