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He's My "BFF"

By Adrienne C, St.Louis, MO

WE sat on the porch,
Just him and I.
He told me he liked me,
The guy that just goes after the loose girls,
After the low life losers.
The guy I helped get girls,
The guy I really liked,
He was my fifth grade boyfriend.
He was my "BFF"
We communicate so well,
We walk and talk all the time,
We can trust each other so much,
We are "BFF's"
I told him I like him.
We both knew nothing would happen,
We didn't want to lose anything,
Our friendship,
Our high school lives,
He's my "BFF"

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