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Feb 2019
For three and a half years
We were the best of friends,
Hanging out,
Laughing,
Joking.
We were happy
For three years

You came to school laughing
Walking up to your friends
Rolling up your sleeves.
Laughing.
I got mad.

We stopped talking to you
You told lies.
You made us seem evil.
Wanted us to suffer.
I cried

You never cared
You never will.
I miss you.
I think.

Three years.
We were great friends
We fought, of course
Though, we made up
Why did you have to pretend?
...three years
Friends.
Not anymore.
My best friend decided to come to school and show me things she knows I have suffered with before and that it would hurt me. It did.
Written by
Laci
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