That Girl I Once Called My Friend
To my former BFF, Thanks for ruining my life.
Shudder deep
rise through my spine
burning sensation
rage pulsates in my eyes
How could you lie?
polish sympathy
'sworn' loyalty
faded appearance
you don't know who much I miss him
you don't need him
he doesn't need your games
When you tell me to get over him
You have never been in love.
poem by Heather Sarah Poules
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