My best friend

We inseparable
Like two pees in a pod
She was my best friend since I was born
We were meant to be friends
One day she went off for a drive
I had a feeling in my gut something was defiantly wrong
When she didn't come back that night
I went out in search for her
I got my friends and family to look as well
We looked for hours until my flashlight came upon something red
It was the back of her car
I dropped my flashlight and started to cry
Everyone ran over and my father went to the car
There she was in the driver's seat
She was killed instantly
Now every July 12 I go to her grave
That's when we first became friends
I talk to her all the time
She's still and always will be my best friend




Poetry by Ariel Bennett
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Written on 2006-10-24 at 19:51

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