To My Friends

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It's getting harder to pretend,

As if we're still friends,

when it's clear to us,

we both lost our trust.

I know I was wrong,

I've known this for so long,

But you can never see,

the true side of me.

This is our last goodbye,

because I can no longer lie,

I know what this really is,

when I was thrown out of the list.

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