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I think of my best friend and know that she is the person who will be there for me, even when I can't be here for myself who will CHEER me to my greatest heights and who will console me when I've fallen down. She will STAND UP for me and LIE DOWN beside me. She will FORGIVE me when I've hurt her and will occasionally, even bite her tongue when she could have easily said " I TOLD YOU SO"
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Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 7:00 PM UTC
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I might be a child I might be crazy But I think everybody deserves the same plate Would you trade me for your life? Would you believe me even when all evidence contradicts my words? Tell me the worst thing you think I can do Can you convince me that I am not wrong even when I feel bad? Will I be able to find in you that friend that I need …… Are you my friend in need or will you prove to be my friend indeed If you don’t have faith in me, why then do you laugh with me I feel scared because I am surrounded by phonies Like though am In Hollywood How then do I act when I have fake friends? I had trusted but wasn’t trusted in return I had cared but wasn’t cared for in return You claim you love me But behind you stab me Why then should I love you? Your words are like that of an experienced poet Sweet and soothing But in truth you are venomous Do not get me wrong You made me this way You created this version of me I never knew existed But I ask myself why then should I give you that right? The right to mar or make me In truth, I doubt you are worth my time Fake friends don’t fall in my list of love Trust when broken cannot be repaired You lost the best thing that can ever happen to you Now I wonder where these thoughts come from. Are my words cruel or is it deserving? I am in a state of confusion Tell me where my faith lies How then should I act with fake friends, I ask again?
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 10:59 AM UTC
HOW SHOULD I ACT WITH FAKE FRIENDS?
You're my best friend You're my glow And come winter You're my snow You're my canvas You're my paint My arms are to catch you If you faint You're my oxygen You're my air When you have a problem know I care When you feel lost And can't find the light I'll be here to help you fight If some stupid boy Gives your heart an ache I promise his tombstone Will not be fake You're fourteen now Eleven when we met And over those years You're the one I don't regret. You're my best friend And I love you And come hard times I know you love me too.
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
My Bestfriend
Our story that I tried so hard to write is coming to a close, babe you were my stronghold that my heart has now foreclosed. I tried so hard to perfect the things we did and what we said, I wrote the letters over and over until I wished I was dead. Page after page I would erase and rewrite, sentence after sentence my heart had less light. You walked all over the pages and ripped out your favorite parts, you folded all the edges and broke my helpless heart. I would come in running after you cleaning your mistakes, accepting your apologies I never realized you were fake. You blamed me for your madness and said I was no good, but truly it was your fault cause I did all I could. You broke all my smiles and you turned them to frowns, you took my happy life and turned it upside down. I can’t take the pain you caused me or the images you left in my head, they all used to be happy until you said you loved her instead. My fairytale ending wasn’t what I'd expected, I guess our love was never perfected. I’m okay now we can say goodbye, I’m happy you left me, but the memories will always be mine.
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
The End
Unamused, abused, inflicted by I Distractions, that keep my heavy eyes alive *** drugs, deep conversations keep me fed This feels as real as pretend, driven by others for fuel I don't have This must be the end Nah, I'll never die, I'll continue to tell myself so I don't amend my habits Embrace these teenage customs that feel so unique They aren't, but that keeps me in synch Willingly letting denial be a trait, a style of it's own That will take me out one day, I already have condoned
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
Idiocracy