Our journies were almost the same. The tears we shared were never heard. Only you understood the pain in my words. Our laughter was silent,but we heard each other. I could of sworn we came from the same mother. We shared clothes,make up and secrets,we shared sorrows we will never admit to, and i thought the only person i'd ever count on was you.
Jealousy is like a disease that can't stop its' spread. This friendshit quickly turned to a burden and a dread. You put words in my mouth i never even said. Taking a step back and watching our shadowless steps, you entered my heart with an evil smile. I know the sting of betrayl will go away after awhile. When i see you now,i avoid your eyes,be cause i know they're stained with your lies.
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