
I
wish I could forgive her
But
no! It just doesn’t seem right
I
try to hate her
But
no! She was once a friend
Even
when she calls me garbage
I
call her an emerald
It
Try to avoid her like a virus
But
she is a polluted air
Cherishing
friends is my best sport
Memories
are bars of chocolates
I
can’t do without them
True
friendship doesn’t ask a senseless why
If
it is true and genuine
It
will stick to eternity
Like
ticks on a dog’s body
Unworthy
friends are like tares among wheat
Only
their fruits bring them down
Written By
Cookey-Gam Prinye
JSS 3B
Written By
Cookey-Gam Prinye
JSS 3B
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