Julise

by Maren L Johnson   Nov 16, 2015


Goodbye Julise,
my poor excuse for a friend.
I'm on to your slow dark,
game of pretense.

Masquerading as friend,
but your heart is sick with jealousy.
No place for you here dear,
stone cold malady.

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  • 8 years ago

    by NOOR

    Nice work. No one needs a pretend friend of fake friendship.

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