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Dec 2010
My best friend he had a name
My best friend he played a game
He got in close enough to touch
And when he finally knew too much
He took my fears he took my hurt
And his good bye was rather curt.

My Best friend now has a new name
it's gained him quite a bit of fame
His name is enemy, the betraying snake
It seems his love was rather fake
He just couldn't handle my happiness
with someone else but I digress.

I loved him once I loved him twice
That love now puts me in a vice
So is he friend or is he foe?
Well, my dear, I just don't know.
You tell me when you find out
But if you say friend it's your sanity I'll doubt.
When I say love I don't mean like in love. I mean friend.
Written by
Renee  26/Gender Fluid
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