Best friend

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She is my best friend,
We ride together,
We sat on footpath like a couple beggar.
I cried on her breakup.
We shop the fancy, We trust ourselves.
We never loved , because insulting is our copyright.
She brought me sweets because she knew she wasn't sweet.
She made me cry and never let others to make me cry.

She is my witch, crazy witch.

These happiness didn't last forever.
Evils eye took her away.
The bloody cancer killed her.

She is my best friend. 

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