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Will tomorrow ever bring the fun we used to have?

We played so many games, and the cinema was our ground.

And then one day, you showed me the journals that you keep,

and while not looking,I read a tiny note.



I love you Bing, I think I always will,

but this friendship has brought me to dispair,

you even call me brother, and pinched my nose at times,

you never even knew, that I was in cloud nine.



I am always wondering, what has become of you,

the last time that I knew you were in England dear,

but what is this I hear,you have a make up on,

a frilly dress to match, your very lovely cape.