She is like a burning star to me,
through rain, sun, hail and snow, she'd always be there for me,
I- on the other hand was not,
Her smiles brighten up my day, which nothing else could,
her eyes twinkle like a million stars in the night sky,
like Medusa, her beauty is mesmerising and deadly on all levels and aspects.
Her bubbly, ferocious and fiesty personality curiously deals blows on my weak mind with a whip of her hair,
her past stories make a heart grow weak and painful,
even nightmares have trouble inflicting a paraoxysm of grieve,
yet her little bit of happiness and memories filled a heart and mind of youthful innocence,
creating a happiness which besets many taboos.
Although I barely ever see her, or talk to her, i'm glad she has beqeathed a boot to my head by calling my 'friend',
I wish for your eternal happiness and comfort with the one you like.
Thank you, my dear friend.
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