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[title] => The War Of Friends
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[bodytext] => Everyone asks me why im weird, Its b/c there hatered finally sank in. All the lies and **** they said All the things I never did. They say Im not "good enough" to be in their group, But yet they keep inviting more in to stay, As i set and watched as the people feeled in, A group of friends came my way. I have friends that Im proud of. They make me laugh everytime I cry. We thought we would never be broken up. But what none of us knew was the preps were planning to stike. There once was eight of us, And then they came, They took one then two followed. When they acttacked we lost some friends, We begin to hate and argue with one another, I swear they planned it, They knew who they would take, Everyday their group gets bigger and then they plan another acttack. I remember the war when I was struck down, But I got back up and fought once more, Now Im free of that preppy world. I set and watch as i lose more friends, I set and watch the hatered sink in, I act like I dont care, But I know I do, I set and watch some friends fade away, As I set and prepare for the next attack, Then I swear I wont even leave out my door. I set and watch as two more go, All fading away into a different life, A different world, a new way. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 21 [informant] => iPaRtYiNpInK12 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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