Dear friend

It's all fun and games, till someone gets hurt.
A plaster cast, and a stain on my shirt. 
Douse me in bleach, and do the twist. 
Go back and carve out whatever it missed.
It's painful to sit back and think of the times,
And harder to write this so all of it rhymes. 
I hope you forgive I, for wrong I have been.
But you were wrong too, let us not begin.
But if you have flown, to be seen nevermore,
I bid you farewell, and hope that you sore.
Just know I will always cherish the day 
When all out of nowhere, you simply said "Hey." <3

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