To My dear, EX-friend

To My dear, EX-friend

A Poem by BrokenStaR

 

 

You were dear to me
We were true friends
I never believed any rumours about you
So many people hated you
I was still there to be your friend
We used to be friends
We used to be best friends
Now i want you to avoid me
Coz i prefer being a solitary soul
Than to be amongst you all
Since that b***h entered our lives you changed completely
You were OWNED by her
She used to be your enemy
Today, i consider you as my enemy
Yesterday we were do inseparable
Today i hate you, i never wanna be your friend again
You were dear to me
You were my friend
Now you my dearest fiend
I hate that girl
Sad to say.. she separated us...
And you were stupid enough to fall in her trap
I only regret that once in my life you were my friend
You were my best mates
The wonderful moments that we had will remain engraved on my memory, UNFORTUNATELY
And that b***h spread rumours about me you believed her..
Why didnt the others believe her??
Why did my other friends not believe her???
Why did YOU believe her??
I wonder what s**t she put in your head!!
HAHA.. u were the only one to believe her..
Not my girls.. not my boys..
Hats off to your friendship
Just go away from my life..
I'd rather be alone...
Leave me alone
But I won't revenge
I will just shut the f**k up and mourn your EX- friendship
So no one will know who you are...
It's been quite a long time now.. still i can't forget that deception...
But that doesn't mean i'm weak...

© 2009 BrokenStaR


Author's Note

BrokenStaR
thats a piece that i wrote after being stabbed by one of my girlfriends... thats why i choose my friends very well... she did not support me when i needed her, and now she came back like as if nothing happened.. it hurts...

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Added on May 26, 2009

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hey... well i'm just a gal... TRYIN to write what i feel on paper... its like a way to get out of my bad moods, which never seem to leave me... well, my life is not really pink... in fact its more dar.. more..

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