How To Kill Your Best Friend
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Last published Wed, Jun 13, 2018
This is a collection of poems dedicated to the abuse I've been through involving the concept of best friendhood. Labeling someone as your best friend is equivalent to them becoming your sister. Your brother. Your family. You had cut yourself open and gave them your blood. You hope the label "best friend" will morph them into having true love. Don't let anyone manipulate you by calling themselves your best friend. These words do not exist. All my friends are equal to me. A best friend is just putting them above others. That's not fair to those who have opened their heart to you.
Tread lightly.
Know pain.
Know that love isn't supposed to be painful.
Let the venom in my poems heal you as you realize you have felt the same loss.
Move on. Move on. Move on.
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