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I stand around a corner. Feeling like a loser. Listening in to the one I call ‘friend’. The next day I talk to them. They say they are mad. I ask why. They say I should own my mistakes. When the only mistake that I made, Was befriending them.
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC
The Victim
I stand around a corner. Feeling like a loser. Listening in to the one I call ‘friend’. The next day I talk to them. They say they are mad. I ask why. They say I should own my mistakes. When the only mistake that I made, Was befriending them.
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC
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