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Dec 2019
I keep hearing the question, 
“would you speak to a friend like that?” 
No, I would not. 


friend? What friend? Were we supposed 
to be friends? I would never befriend 
someone like this. Who suffocates me. 

Who’s so toxic I’ve caught ***** in my 
throat, eroding my will to breathe. Who 
wields a heavy fist and punishes with 
violence. Who lights silences with flames. 

No, you are not my friend.

by Aleksander Mielnikow | Alek the Poet
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