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Jun 2018
I thought it was friends before passing guys
I thought it was always truth before lies
I guess you didn't value me
To the fire, you threw me
You chose my blood over me
He doesn't even love you
He told me.
What did you expect?
You both agreed it meant nothing
But to you it was everything
Now he broke you
And I can't comfort you
Now you broke me too
Friends can break your heart too
My best friend chose my brother over me. I tore us apart.
Written by
E McNamara  18/F/in the ocean
(18/F/in the ocean)   
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   Mark Tilford
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