Backstabbing Me Poem by Claire Kennedy
Backstabbing Me
My best friend well she was last week
I was going to ask this boy to prom for me
But when i went to him i seen her asking him
He said yes
She knew i was going to ask him
She promised she wouldnt ask him she pinky sweared
I seen them kiss and that was the end
I ran home in a crying mood
I got belts tied them togther then my mother found me 20 minutes later dead hanging to the door
She found one little tear coming down my face
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4/23/2024 4:17:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
lolz...im sorry..i could not help my self...ok....the relation ship with your..bff..is just well more complicated than stealing your dreams for a day..did she this, her, to you have your same values..? ..did not you ask or see for your self..it is not your fault for being good..not by a long shot..keep your enemies close to your chest..i dunna know about broken family and treacherous friends..there is just not a big enough chest..iip