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Leaving a friend is not something I ever wished for,
Things between us were never to be this sour.
Ignorance is what you had in for me,
My hate is what you thought it to be.
Howe could I ever hate anyone?
Even you killing me, would not have done.
Friendship is something, which I treasure with my everything,
A month, you took to dust it into nothing.
My every step always seemed so little,
Why couldn't you just meet me in the middle?
I held back, I was tired, waitin for you to walk,
You didn't, it grew and grew until it broke.
You are no longer the friend I thought you to be,
Guess I still had more denial in my world to see.
It was not your fault, it never was,
It was my need to have you as my friend that became the cause.
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Creative Diary
PoetryA simple poetry book by a girl who believes , the more she sees world the less she desires to live.
