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I see the way you glare at me from the corner of your eye. You hate the fact that I can stand when you try to push me down. You constantly try to steal my friends because you never have enough of your own. How our friendship went so wrong I guess I'll never know, but I do know your true side is starting show. You're bitter and angry, and everyone is starting to know who you really are. You can turn your back when I walk down the hall but I really don't care because as rude as you are I can't even believe we were once friends. I guess to you, there was another face.
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