A friend is what I called you,
And there's nothing left to say.
But the friend I used to talk to has now gone away.
You have crossed the line of friendship,
You've reached a boundary I can not see.
To me you are a door with which I have no key.
So this is all a broken friendship,
So this is all at an end.
I thought you were my friend,
for ever 'till the end.
I thought we were close,
together through the highs and lows.
I don't know what went wrong,
I guess we weren't so close all along.
I wish we could be friends,
and I hope we can make amends.
Goodbye my old companion,
you WERE my bestest friend.
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