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Girls

  • Writer: Just call me Alice
    Just call me Alice
  • Apr 10, 2014
  • 1 min read

You hold it in, save face, play nice

While you're raging inside, fire burning behind your eyes.

Playing your little mind games,

Two-faced, backstabbing lies,

That build and build and eventually spill.

Spill over like the tears streaming down her face,

The girl that was once a friend,

The girl that believed,

The girl that will never understand why,

Why me?

What did I ever do?

 
 
 

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