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*sits staring at the screen wracking her tiny, minute, well not exactly a brain, but she wracks it anyway* You never cease to amaze me. Why am I cursed with having a best friend so talented, so amazing, so goddamn spectacular as you? Hmm? Can you answer that?

Oh wait, I remember now, so I've always got someone to look up to, respect, idolise and try my damn hardest to make her proud of me.

Even if it doesn't work, you can't say I don't try.

I wonder...

This is well written, and very original. I like it a lot.

oh, i dig it girl!! I always love poems that have something to do with night and darkness. fascinating! You should write more like these, it rocks!! Very original thought too!

x Chrissie