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May 2016
Seeing you across the room,
Knowing that we can never be friends again.                  
You replace me with her.
You favor her over me.
I see the happiness in your eyes,
The smile on your face and I think,
At least one of us is happy.
This was made after my best friend of 8 years met someone new and forgot about me.
Christa Marlene
Written by
Christa Marlene  Battle Ground Washington
(Battle Ground Washington)   
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