Four girls came along that door
unaware of their next accord
each had a way of life
different to the ones who before had arrived
It took time to get used to the new
way of life they didn't knew
lead to fights and cries and tears
but soon all became cute memoirs
the girls learned to hold each other close
smiled and took pictures with a pose
soon the beautiful years had passed
they knew now was the time to pass
each of them now held a different door
move along there is another chore
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Author:
blue sapphire (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 29th, 2021 09:56
- Category: Friendship
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