The Birthday Gift Pt 1


My best friend has to wrap herself in darkness
Life is too much
And she’s all caught up
But she has to remember
That she was meant for light
Meant for life
Meant for flight
She was meant to soar
Was meant for more
I wish she could see herself through my eyes
While we drink wine and compare the size of our thighs
Wish she could find what she lost back then
In those moments when
she should have been safe
Before safety was ripped and yanked away
Wish she saw
That makeup is no good at covering flaws
when the spots are still raw
But I’m simply grateful that she’s
My best friend


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