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Friends?
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Poetry Why is it that you all stare at me?
When I stare back, I see something in you that I despise.
With every breath I breathe, you breathe the hate,
Hanging in the hair like a napalm fog.
Who are you to judge who I love?
I hate you for all your biases and your unconventional vengance,
Petty rage vented out over glances and sadistic phone calls.
You can take your immaturity and leave me where I stand.
Untouched, yet corroded in a sense.
You are the demons I run from yet embrace.
I run and hide but you always seem to reappear.
I can stare into your scornful, angry faces,
And all I see is a thousand lies.
It's make or break with you now.
Will I choose to walk or stay?
The bonds of friendship are our most powerful allies, but can also be the tool that hurts us the most when it fails, when friends are no longer friends. I hope you and your friends sorted things out quickly, one way or the other, and I hope you're ok. keep writing.
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