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by Sora, The Lonely Poet Mar 7, 2007 category : Friendship, family / broken friendship
It started very secretly So quite and serine. Until that day I heard her Saying My name She told me, "I'm you're friend!" But really? Really, she's a backstabber I don't think I'll ever forgive No, don't think I will. I will dislike her with a fiery passion Because , hey! Who could ever hate?
by xXDurrTYSOutHXx
Nice poem! Keep it up.