Heather Sarah Poules
That Girl I Once Called My Friend - Poem by Heather Sarah Poules
To my former BFF, Thanks for ruining my life.
rise through my spine
rage pulsates in my eyes
How could you lie?
you don't know who much I miss him
you don't need him
he doesn't need your games
When you tell me to get over him
You have never been in love.
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