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When something good or bad happens, your first instinct is to tell your best friend.

Well for me, it's always been you in the end.

I

Was there for you. I was always there for you,

Even when you weren't. But I didn't give you that clue.

Trusted

Even when I shouldn't have. Jumped when I shouldn't have.

And that is when the feelings began to calve. 

You

Told lies and kept a smile. You held my hand while stabbing me in the back.

You took something important to me, and tried to give it a whack.


And Now, All I Can Feel Is

Empty.

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