We may be friends again
But will the friendship last
Shall we walk on eggshells lest
You rake up all the past
All those little silly things
Our every careless word
Our lack of care, our liasez faire
Or something you've misheard
We shall always be afraid to make
Too small or too much fuss
Our door was always open
But was yours for us?
As long as we still disagree
Over who was not to blame
We may be friends again I hope
But never quite the same
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A beautifull Poem, did you write it yourself?
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