Friends are suppose to be there until the end but they are all gone. You think you're better than me all along.
When you had no one and no friends i was there in the end. Just know that you want appreciate what you got until its gone so go on Im done. Heck no Im threw.
I want to let u go but i just dont know what to do my heart is ackn my mind is made up My anger want let me be. So goodbye my enemy this selfish fool goodbye to the old me and welcome to the new.
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