I've been asking myself this question over and over again for the past few years but even more so in recent times. "What is a friend?" I don't think I've ever had to answer that question before and as a result, I'm ill prepared to event attempt to find an answer. I always thought that friends...
I see you but you're only a vision
A figment of my imagination
Something to tease and torment me
I feel you but you're abstract
I go to hold you but feel nothing
The same feeling I get when you're not here
I hear you but you're silent
Your voice shouts but nothing comes out
You're constantly...
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