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Saturday, July 08, 2006

sometimes i cant help but ask myself,
These friends of mine,are they really 'my friends'?
i treat them as good friends,
but do i really mean something to them?
will they be there when i need them?
to what exteme will they lend their helping hand?
i'm tired of friendship turning sour
juson's case.
is our friendship that strong?
is it up to the real test?
however, i know deep down that not all answers to the above questions are 'yes's.

fallen @ 1:52 AM