I Dream of being....
Trusted....
Trusted by my so-called "friends"...
Loved....
Loved by that someone again...
Knowledgeable....
Knowledgeable of relationships....
...........
I Hope of being...
Happier...
Happier than i could possibly ever become...
Caring....
Caring more about friends so im not some bum...
Noticed...
Noticed more than a can, maybe just noticed some...
.........
I Want to...
Be sweeter...
Be sweeter to my "friends"...
Thought about...
Thought about by anyone again....
.........
But what i want most....
What i want most....
Is to be....
To be...
A Friend...
....................
A True friend...
--- "Shadows Between Us....Falling Apart"---
*****EDIT***** the poem is called... TRUE FRIEND....Ofcourse....written by me...
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...The Little Black Rain Cloud's Thoughts...
Poetry is the life for me, for lifes i have no other. I write about darkness, broken hearts, and hate,'cause Shadows is my name; title; my cover.
If you read my poetry, and like the depressive tone,comment me and tell me in a way thats all your own.
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