FRIENDS

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    FRIENDS

    Going back in time


    Looking at the past


    Thinking about my friends & my friendships


    Remembering how it went.


    Thinking about my true friends


    Those who are always their for me no matter what.





    Hating the fact those who stabbed me in the back


    And pretending nothing went wrong


    You think I'm not smart enough?


    Well you thought wrong!





    Hearing the voices went on throw my ears


    Thinking about the past and how it all started


    Knowing that you dint wanted to know what are true friends like.


    All you did was taking advantage of what I did for you everytime.


    Stabbing me in the back when I needed you the most.


    I call this a F*cked up friendship


    And a friendship that will NEVER last.


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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    shirineshat’s Poems (5)

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