You and your pretty face
You and your pretty hair
You and your FAKE personality
You and your everything.
I was here first.
You can't take that away from me.
You think you are something special.
But you will pass through their lives.
I will be remembered.
I was here longer.
You will be pushed aside.
Not me
I hate you.
I want to kill you.
Because
YOU
are in my place.
YOU DISGUST ME.
And I still call you my best friend.
A contest entry
- You Disgust Me. by Abby In Chains..
300 points, ended February 2, 2008, 6 entries
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