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Morgan Kelly Two GirlsShe was my favorite playmate My closest friend We got along great Our fun couldn’t end. I used to beat her up But she continued to stay Waiting patiently When I’d drive her away – Soon enough it became her goal To teach me how to read Many an afternoon was spent Sounding out “lead” and “need” – One time I threw a rock at her And stepped upon her head And although I bet it hurt a lot She never told the Feds. Our age difference created a gap Until I joined her team I remembered why I liked her Why friends we had been – Soon we became those girls We had been when we were young Playing, fighting, sharing, caring, Singing the same song. In all relationships There comes a time When trust is lost And the line is crossed – For us There was a sudden break A torn up promise A careless mistake – I was hurt She was offended No one would give Till the other one bended. Why did this happen? No one knows – Betrayal? Forgiveness? It just goes to show – Eventually a heart-to-heart Would bring us back together She was sorry – so was I Enough of this frosty weather! The bind between us girls Can only stretch and bend We’re rough, we’re tough, we’re short and lean My sister, my friend.
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