Foe
Too close to ever imagine, the pain she'd bring just for winning. A waste were all the promises, stabbing me in the back with all those stupid choices. I was a fool to think friendship lasted forever, being betrayed made me know her. The pain was not all the words that were said, but knowing the mouth they were from shed. Never again will I trust anyone, don't come close else you'll be gone. It was hard to see you go, but just know you've moved from friend to foe.
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