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All Your Fault

it's hard to be fake to someone

who was once your best friend.

ever since he got to you

and ******* up your

mind, you've changed.

you're not yourself anymore;

you've merged into him.

every conversation

we have,

he suddenly becomes the

main topic.

sorry, but this is all your fault.

we tried to warn you,

to help you,

but did you listen?

no, you went crawling back

to him like a lost puppy,

clinging onto your one

last string of hope.

 

too bad you lost some friends

on the way.

 

a.m.

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ashley-8
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Published
May 21, 2013
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