Why Old Friends Go
I know why
my old friends go,
because new ones
are coming,
because I can't
hold too much love,
like filling up
a water bottle,
when it’s full,
it will spill.
my old friends go,
because new ones
are coming,
because I can't
hold too much love,
like filling up
a water bottle,
when it’s full,
it will spill.
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