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    To My Friend 1
    17/07/05
    By Emily Thomason

    So much has happened since you left me on my own,
    How I miss you and all the chats on the phone,
    Everyone tells me where you are now and what you have done,
    Sometimes I won?t believe about what you called fun.

    I miss you so much and in this poem I don?t want to talk about that day,
    May be if I forget it, it will all just go away,
    I want to think about our good times and how you were always there,
    I thought you were my friend, I thought you would always be there to care.

    All the support you gave me when I was having problems at home,
    All the love you shared, really I was just on my own,
    Where are you my friend? They say you?re a sex offender now,
    But I can?t believe my friend is a sex offender, how?

    When will I realise what you really are?
    After what you did to me in the back of that car,
    But I can?t just forget however hard I try,
    The friend I once knew, I never even had the chance to say bye.

    I have not had chance to see you for that thing they say you are,
    To me you feel so near but I want you to feel so far,
    Why did you have to let go of the friendship we had for so long?
    Why did you have to forget me and do something so wrong?

    For months I don?t think I realised it would be you in that courtroom,
    Even though I didn?t see you I could feel the gloom,
    I wanted to see you for one very last time,
    Just because I was curious but you committed too many crimes.

    The hardest thing for me was to admit and to say,
    I was your friend that you did betray,
    You were there for me and I begin to wonder why,
    The way you made me feel I still want to die.

    Geoff I miss you so much for the way you used to be,
    The friend you were to me,
    Of course I question if that was in your big plan,
    To catch me in your net, to rape me before I ran.

    People try to tell me it?s the kind of person you are,
    But I try to believe you weren?t thinking straight in your car,
    Geoff while we were friends you were really they?re for me,
    You knew everything about me that I know you would agree.

    Sometimes I cry tears of pain and hurt,
    For what you did and how the pain does squirt,
    Other times I cry tears of you,
    I miss you so much it is just untrue.

    No one can ever replace the friend you once were,
    I don?t know what happened Geoff it?s all just a blur,
    But I can?t ever forget Geoff the friend,
    Even though I think this may have been all just pretend.
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