you hid from me as you walked away,
as you left me forever,
sadness or anger?
i'll never be your friend
ever again.
i'd better find something
new to pretend,
like it was me who went away,
like i could've chosen to stay.
(yes, i write poetry.
what? it's good for venting.
i suppose my first post included a poem in it, so this shouldn't come as a surprise, really. i just feel a bit self-conscious about this one.
especially since it's, you know. based on personal experiences.)
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