Elegy For A Loss To A Friend - Poem by lostlittlegrl 124
She was five foot six with ink black hair cut just below her ears.
She was remembered by her side long glances or her devious stares.
Not once will you see a smile played across her face,
but a menacing scowl that makes you look away.
Day by day I would walk by, not bothering a hello not even a hi.
We were known as friends, acquaintances, nothing more,
until that one day our friendship tore.
She became a nuisence, needy, a fake.
She lied, cheated, and stole right to my face.
I drifted away from her not wanting to be friends.
She screamed, cried, and threatened.
But it meant nothing at all to me.
Day after day she would become more of a blur,
a thing in my past a thing that only occurred.
Now she's alone, no one to be with.
She gets stares, whispers, looks and more,
she is known as the freak because
of that one little scene,
but all was lost for she meant nothing more.
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