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We can still be friends

by  Hooray99

Posted: Sunday, March 22, 2009
Word Count: 65




Good news my friend
I've replaced the jeans you ripped
The pale blue ones.
You lifted me up
by the belt loops
in a moment of glee
and the material gave way.

The new jeans are blue
and pale
like the old ones.
The old ones are long gone
discarded.
The new jeans look the same,
but they're not.
My friend:
you won't rip these.