Evidence that I’m addicted with betrayal:
-I became friends with the reason
my best friend cried in bathroom stalls for months.
-I told the secrets he whispered
sealed under drunken pinkie promises.
-I write hurtful poems
to the only person who will read them.
But how do I choose who to betray,
my friends
or
myself.
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 4:57 AM UTC
Evidence that I’m addicted with betrayal:
-I became friends with the reason
my best friend cried in bathroom stalls for months.
-I told the secrets he whispered
sealed under drunken pinkie promises.
-I write hurtful poems
to the only person who will read them.
But how do I choose who to betray,
my friends
or
myself.
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