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Baboom, Baboom

Puffy eyes and runny mascara stare back at me from beyond the looking glass. The black tears drop into the sink loudly and I can feel my heart beating.

Baboom


Baboom
You were one who saved me. You showed me who the right friends were, yet you chose wrong and it cost me everything.
I choke up more tears and wash my face, removing the cheap makeup I use to fit in. The s*** I didn’t need when you were still here.

Baboom


Baboom
Without you I would have ended up with the exact girls we hate, the ones who when you aren’t friends with you can see what they are.
I lie down and start crying again, but the sound of the sobs is drowned out by my heart ripping itself out of my chest.

Baboom


Baboom
I sit up and try to accept the fact that my best friend is now wearing a mask. She is no longer the person I love; she is now one of the things I hate. As I realize that I cannot accept that I throw the framed picture of us at the mirror. As shattered glass spreads itself across the carpet my heartbeat begins to slow…

Baboom


Baboom



Baboom





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