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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about the lose of a friend I gave so much to who left me for people who had deeply hurt me.

Submitted: June 01, 2014

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Submitted: June 01, 2014

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All I ever did for you and you dropped me.

I listen to you.

About things you could only tell me.

I sat up listening to you cry over the phone.

For good reasons.

For bad reasons.

Either way I cried.

I cried because I could not stand to hear you cry alone.

I gave you good advice.

You didn't follow.

I stood up for you.

I stood up to my friends.

I lost friends over your opinions.

And through your fault.

Later, other's hurt me.

Deeply.

When they left you didn't curse them.

Even though I did when they left you.

But because they took you back you thought they were as good as me.

They weren't.

And neither were you.

You were a coward.

You made a excuse to join them over the wall.

But I was the bigger person.

When you were so small.


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