A breakup with friends

Never do you think

The ones closest to your

Heart can break it

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No romantic relationship

Ending can compare

To the heartbreak

A friend can inflict on you

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You are yourself with this friend

Your true self

Not the distortion

You network to everyone else

.

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You tell your hells

To this friends

Things your mother

Would never bare to hear

.

.

.

But here I sit

Remembering

The friends that

Broke my heart

.

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The friends that

Let everyone else’s

Opinions get to them

.

.

Warp our innocent

Friendship in their head

.

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They all broke my heart

Worse than a boyfriend

Ever could

.

.

I thought we were

Gonna grow old

Together fellas

.

.

Thought we would

Call each other when life

Was getting a little tangled

Up because we don’t know

What we’re doing

.

.

I remember when

My stepdad passed

A friend picked me up

In a mustang

Drove me through the

Countryside until

It hurt a little less

It pissed his girlfriend

Off he was there for me

Showing me he couldn’t

Be that way with her

So the jealousy and envy

Grow deeper

One day taking my friend

From me

.

.

I remember living

Half alive at the age of 19

Made it to 20 and I couldn’t

Believe the things I had seen

A dark haired boy

With gold in his soul

Without any contract

To me gave me words

To get through an epic low

.

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I believe I could’ve died

The next couple years

Acting like the reincarnation

Of Jim Morrison

But he was there

Such a dear friend

.

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He was there

Until he couldn’t be there

Anymore

Jealousy and envy

Always comes and

Takes my friends

Showing me

He can’t be there

For her like he

Could effortlessly

Be for me

My sad eyes

Break his heart

When I run to

Him with a new blow

Dusting me off

And telling me to go

.

.

These friends of mine

Were sent from the divine

They were taken from me

Because of the insecure minds

The women they chose

Couldn’t handle how close

Their boyfriends, fiancé and husband

Were to me

.

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It shows me they can’t offer to

You what they willingly

Gave to me

.

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My friends

I miss you

My boys

I love you

.

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I cannot call you

But that doesn’t

Mean I can’t

Wish for you

.

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I’ll see you again

That’s just how destiny is

I’ll see you again

It has always been

God’s plan

.

.

But for now

I need you

All to know

You broke my heart

.

.

Your cowardly ways

Tore me all apart

.

.

Showing me

Your colors

Aren’t always

The best part

.

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I thank you

For your time

And hope your

New babies

Have a good life

I pray when you

Think of me

Your heart won’t

Break like mine

.

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I have no guilt

My hands are clean

Don’t brush me off

I’m not your

Wedding ring

.

.

If you have chosen

This bed then

Lay in it

.

.

If you have chosen

This lead

Then write

With it

.

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But don’t come

To me and tell me

I’m at fault

.

.

Don’t come to me

When your the insecurity

Your women holds at fault

.

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You will always think of me

That’s just the way it is

I’ll always think of you

You are the dearest of friends

.

.

Boys I’m changing

Laying my sorrow

To rest

I have a new life

I have to live

Can’t wait for you

To unclog your head

.

.

When you think of me

Know I send you love

Can’t blame you for

Your stupid ways

That’s not what God wants

.

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I have my memories

Our truths

You can’t remember

Men are so simple

So dull

So fickle

You let them get to you

.

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I stand beside my love

With pride knowing

He would never make

Me do what they made you

.

.

He loves my friends

No matter the

Origin

And excepts them

As his own

.

.

I pray one day

You find a mate

That does the same

For you so when you

Call I won’t even bawl

At the time you made us lose.

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12:30 pm

8-1-2019

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