Friendship

January 30, 2009
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Anger rages inside of me,
tears nearly spilling from my eyes.
I couldn't give her that satisfaction.
For stabbing friends was her specialty.

Tears nearly spilling from my eyes,
I couldn't, wouldn't make it compute.
For stabbing friends was her specialty.
My heart: angry, embarrassed, and mangled.

I couldn't, wouldn't make it compute.
Friendship, so troubling.
My heart: angry, embarrassed, and mangled.
After, I was pain-free, but alone.

Friendship, so troubling.
I couldn't give her that satisfaction.
After, I was pain-free, but alone.
Anger rages inside of me.





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