Poem 7

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I know what I say and what I do. But my good times are just never with you.
Your a pain in my ass and you never make me laugh.
You instead make me wish we were never friends, because I never effect you when I'm gone. Instead all you do is just move on!
Don't you believe that friends are forever? Because us as friends is never ever!

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