Memories of good 👍 friend

I hate you, I hate you too, is how are conversation began,
Only to remember the first time we had our first fight,
Verbal argument, a slur of words in the form of fist,
What a strange bliss, as we spew words back and forth in midst,
To offend we both playing offense, so much in defense,
You could say we both were sitting on the fence,  watching, waiting for the opportunity to deliver with conviction that final assaulting verbal blow,
Like 👍 martial arts, ninjitsu, jujitsu, and tae Kwon do, causing your opponent to lose balance,  and bodily control,  wanting to take it to another level,
Like 👍 the song 🎵 said, an let's get physical,  physical,
When 🤔 a miraculously out of nowhere,  a miracle appeared within us both ,
Within the moment and all of a sudden things became clear,
Instead of losing control, letting go giving into are sins,
We gained and maintained,  overcoming our anger and rage, allowing us to grow and develop,
Capable and able to sustain all the great 👍 and wonderful memories of a good 👍 friend ❤ that I have of you today!!





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