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Best Friend


You used to be my best friend, Homie to the end. To think we were like sisters
at times. You knew me better than I knew myself, *censored*!! that's funny . One
day I woke up to find our friendship was at an end. Was it by choice or was it a
voice. Voice of outside people? Or that of a inner you. Whatever it was it done,
and our friendshhip is at an end. But I can tell you one thing Ms."H",
you got some nerve.To think just because I have no craves or to put in your
words no ass!! Let me tell you Ms. "H" I have much class!! I don't
need to flaunt my ass to get attention, because what I'm lacking in parts I have
in brains and I'm not a shame. I'm a woman Ms. "H" and that's all I
have to say.