October 26, 2009
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They are your best friends,
And are your worst enemies,
Never the ones you trust,

They are the ones that
Talk about you when you are
Not around to hear,

They are the ones you
Whisper about in the halls
And mock in the gym,

Every day you
Don’t know what to them
To laugh or to yell at them

In the end you have
To decide do you want to
Fix or to end it.

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lgrs_88 said...
Nov. 3, 2009 at 9:05 pm
Oh... Wow. My former best friend is exactly, exactly that poem in a person. In the end, I nearly killed myself trying to fix it, and had to end it. It hurt. And in short, I LOVE this poem. <3
jake20 replied...
Nov. 4, 2009 at 9:55 am
thanks so much for the feedback
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