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Friend A

"Hey I really like you." Inside her, It felt like spring. The flowers blossomed, The petals pink. Except, She heard him say it To someone else.

Pages

I once wrote a book. In those pages, I wrote about hope I wrote about you. I found it again Buried in dusts After years of hiding. I remember now. In those pages, I wrote about your eyes I wrote about your lips. It was your touch I long for Above all. If again, I find myself Knocking on your door Will you let me in?

Anchor

I'm the girl You held You comfort You mend Still I pushed A little more Until you find yourself In the corner I'm sorry I didn't mean to But you cant fix What's already broken I do I do love you Sometimes More than I Will you let me stay? In your embrace Be it bright or gloomy day Because in your arms That's where I let myself sink in And you? You're my anchor.