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Wednesday, February 24, 2010
She
I tot she was my friend, but she wasn't.
I treated her as a friend, truly I did, but she backstabbed me.
Behind my back, hurt my heart, called me bossy, act ********, and much more.
Behind the back of my other friend, call her bitch.
More names come, start calling others kpos, but she herself acted like one.
Always complaining bout this and that, wanting others to listen to her.
Memories of us as friends, slowly fade away.
But I promise myself, I won't grief over this lost "friendship".

An emo-ing poem, half-true, I guess.

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