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06-02-2004, 11:47 AM
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Best Friend from Yesterday
For those of you who are used to short poems from me... ha, now you get to see how long most of my poetry is...
This was written from the point of view of my friend Paul, looking at my other friend Matt... they were best friends but it's been deteriorating... if I explained everything I'd be here all day but I'm just worried for them.
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Best Friend from Yesterday
by Cora Windover
Somewhere along the line we decided to go to different colleges
Probably the worst mistake of our young lives
I heard someone else stood there as your best man
It's kind of scary that I've never met your wife
Somewhere along the line, we needed room to grow
Probably the worst mistake that we could ever make
I hear things, but I have no way to talk to you at all
Its kind of scary that this friendship had to break
Where did things go wrong?
We were together for so long
Can't seem to find my best friend from yesterday
Perhaps you were right all along
Somewhere along the line we forgot how things had been
Our worst mistake was letting go of our childhood dreams
I heard that you're doing well without me in your life
It's kind of scary, but I can't seem to cry
Somewhere along the line, new memories replaced the old
Probably our worst mistake was letting that fire grow cold
I heard that your second son was named after me
It's kind of scary that you never called to tell me
Where did things go wrong?
We were together for so long
Can't seem to find my best friend from yesterday
Perhaps you were right all along
Somewhere along the line we stopped saying hi
A little further on, we stopped wondering why
I hear the whispers of your name in famous magazines
It's kind of scary that you've become so much more than me
Somewhere along the line I realized how things would go
I'd live life to the hilt, you'd take it nice and slow
And one day all these fast-paced days would catch up on me
It's kind of scary, even now, that your way seems more real
Somewhere along the line, I realized what I left behind
And more than that, I realized the fault was only mine
I never quite believed that I needed my best friend
It's kind of scary, when I know I'm so close to the end
Where did things go wrong?
We were together for so long
Can't seem to find my best friend from yesterday
Perhaps you were right all along
It's kind of scary, but i can't remember any more
Perhaps my worst mistake was never being sure
Once it's too late, that's when I can finally see
Somewhere along the line, you regretted having a best friend like me.
*~*~*~*
PS: we're all still in high school and none of this has happened yet.
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Your father may be father to all the boys, but still...
He's not the man who sired you; so marry who ye will.
Proliffick ~.^
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06-02-2004, 12:59 PM
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omg
Oh wow...
At first, I'm like: this poem is so simple (the flow and style) but as I read the story going on in the poem and then felt this rhythm begin I was like 
Though the story is sad, it's very moving. The fact that you wrote that is sorta good, maybe you can help stop that seperation from happening. Or you could mind your business and let them realize what they can lose out on.
Awesome, poem 
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06-02-2004, 04:09 PM
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yeah, a few things are different in this poem - obviously, as paul is my friend, he HAS met "your wife"... I think that makes a difference, heh at least i like to feel that I can make a difference in Paul's life.
I'm so glad you liked it, I want to make it a song but it's sooo long... I try to cut something out but I can't, it's all so relevant and good.
But I definitely won't leave them alone... for one, it'd kill me! =^..^= I love them both to pieces.
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Your father may be father to all the boys, but still...
He's not the man who sired you; so marry who ye will.
Proliffick ~.^
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06-02-2004, 04:20 PM
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Not one of your best Cora...quite a bit of rambling for my taste and a bit too sophmoric to boot. You can do better than that! 
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06-02-2004, 05:51 PM
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=^..^= perhaps... i like this, though... it's not as rhythmic as I usually do but it just kinda spilled out of my mind. Maybe I'll edit it for rhythm at some point =^..^=
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Your father may be father to all the boys, but still...
He's not the man who sired you; so marry who ye will.
Proliffick ~.^
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06-02-2004, 09:55 PM
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and besides, I am a sophomore! Tee hee hee!
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Your father may be father to all the boys, but still...
He's not the man who sired you; so marry who ye will.
Proliffick ~.^
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06-03-2004, 01:23 PM
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oh
It did remind me of a song 
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~SeraphOma~
{Maudlin: Sollicito Sententia Scriptor}
An addict, admirer, aficionado, believer, devotee, eccentric, fan, fiend, follower, lover, maniac, participant, rooter, supporter, and worshiper of words.
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06-03-2004, 02:42 PM
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there will be music, but I'm handing it over to Matt... heh see if he can tell what it's about ~.^
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Your father may be father to all the boys, but still...
He's not the man who sired you; so marry who ye will.
Proliffick ~.^
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06-14-2004, 11:29 AM
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I have piles of stories that just don't want to be published...
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06-16-2004, 04:35 AM
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Cool Cora, nice write up. Now, let's
hear it.
[an:637d5fa476]My wide range of evil laughs:
mwahahaha.
mu ha ha ha ha
A HA HA HA HA!
bwa ha ha.
nihihihihihihi. [/an:637d5fa476] LOL..
All's good ..Mouse..
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