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I miss you so when you are gone I cling to the memories of laughter of times left untarnished by falling out it wasn’t quick or all at once I’ve gradually floated away
Few years ago I would smile and say hey Because life's too short to feel hate Now, i have been hurt too many times Being nice to the traitor is no longer my fortay
I once had a friend. I told her the truth. The truth was mixed and gossip spread. I once had a friend. I told her a lie. The lie spread faster. I once had a friend. I told them what i did. I no longer have a friend.