BF4L?

by Rae   Mar 18, 2007


I hate what you did
You hurt my soul
You make my life
Not worth living

You pretend everything is great
When you stabbed my back
I told you a secret
You spread a blown up version

Now you claim to be different
You say that you are better
Still you never ask me to hang out
I never see your other friends

I'm not invited because they hate me
They hate me for what you said
They should hate you
Because your friendship was never true.

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