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I Hate You, Best Friend
Lately, I've come to realize
That this summer was a lie
The endless, beautiful nights
Were always covering up out fights

You hurt me, you hurt him
You left us empty, feeling grim
I never felt good enough
But you always needed to be "tough"

I poured my heart and my time
On a friendship, that I thought was sublime
I thought we were perfect, honest and true
Now I can actually see through.

Your nothing but a leech
Sucking away with the lies you teach
I see through you now
And I know I'll be better somehow.

This probably doesn't make sense to anyone but myself, but I decided to post anyway. :-)

Tags: angst

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