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It's nice to have someone that listens.
It's nice to have someone that cares.
But enough of those lies
In all the times i needed you
You were never there.
A True friend is what you called yourself
But i guess you don't even know what a friend is
Backstabbing is what you always did
You enjoyed it, It was for u such a bliss
You may have ruined a part of me
But the other parts you will never get
Cause you played with fire
And Now i leave you
And i will never regret.
- Title: Liar.
- Artist: Meh109
- Description: This poem i made for a old friend that stabbed me in the back.
- Date: 06/09/2009
- Tags: liar
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Comments (3 Comments)
- emmywinner56 - 06/16/2009
- this is so good!i am completely telling my friend about this poem because it fits her life right now perfectly she just got backstabbed by a bunch of people all at once.
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- Mev2013 - 06/11/2009
- my friend called me a backstabber once but she was an a** so i believe it never really applied to me though i loved your poem smile
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- Yukio-Blossom - 06/09/2009
- Bravo Bravo!
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