I thought you were my friend. I am your friend, you always say. However, do friends do what you have done to me? I loved him
.and you took him. I moved on and you took that one too. Friends, who needs them? You need me, you always say. How could I need someone who would hurt me so badly? Why do we need friends? Why do we need to live? |
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