There are times I actually wonder
If we are pretty good friends
Because every time I’m with you
You give me insults that never end
To you, it’s just joking around
But do you have any idea how it feels?
It’s like being stabbed by a sword
And having wounds that never heal
The reason why we’re still friends
Is because I’m waiting for a change
Just watching as we grow up
I know it might be strange
Why I say, ‘Thank you for being my friend'?
Because that’s absolutely true
But hopefully one day you will realize
All this pain I have went through
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aw hon this is adorable :] and i know exactly who you're talking about >.>
maybe you should just tell them what they're doing to you. sometimes beating around the bush is the worst possible thing you can do. if they never know, they'll never change their ways unless they KNOW how much pain they're causing someone.
anyways, the flow and rhyme is perfect [as usualll] :] i'm glad you posted another poem ! i was praying you didn't stop since you have such talent :] love it, girlfriend
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Aw, thanks. (:
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:] np
it's always good to post a new one once in a while xD except i post like, five every day lol
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Yes, this screams of teenaged angst, and I do believe it get's worse before it get's better. Nice job!
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