The worst kind of friend

by Christie   Mar 9, 2005


You said you were a friend and that is what i believed but in the end it was fear that you achieved,
i didn't show it anywhere not even in my eyes, i didn't even flinch as you touched my inner thigh's.
i told you to stop, you refused to do as i asked, and that night i wish you were and attacker in a mask,
for if i hadn't seen your face, then i wouldn't have seen, that this guys was a friend and that friend was you!

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