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Aug 2015
From ally to foe
How did we become this way ?
From friendship to disasters
That is all I can say

I dislike you
With a hint of hate
What do I smell?
A foul smell of fake

But even though I hate
There is a part of me sad
I want to tell you so bad
That you're still my friend

I might dislike you
I might be cold
I just want to clear up
Those misty fogs that blocks all

I can't see clearly
Where my paths leads
Just want a friend
Who understands me.
Written by
Fran  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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