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A journal entry that turned into a poem. |
| She hurts deeply, inwardly unsure how to make the pain end She feels used and abused once again rejected by a friend A so called, high walled friend, sister through thick and thin Brings back memories of him I'll come see you, tonight I'm gonna buy you that new bike How much do you need, mistaking me for greed That's not what I wanted, the money that you flaunted You, that's all it's ever been you, not now, not tomorrow, then when? Never... |