30 Jan, 2017 06:06 PM
Alone stood the girl.
she stood there on the bridge and waited,
waited for a friend;
a friend who,little did the girl know,
would never show up
but the girl wouldn't give up
the next day she went back
same bridge, same place,
and waited some more,
and waited,
and waited,
and waited,
until she decided that she waited long enough
that night, the girl didn't come home,
but that didn't worry her,
for she found her friend
and was standing hand in hand with her
way up high in heaven
Tags: Lonely
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