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by Talana   Feb 25, 2006


One minute, you act like a friend
the next time, you hate me
your mood towards me depends,
on what others said what was to be
even though i put in a lot of effort to include you
you always make me seconds best
I tell everything, false or true
now i think I'm gunna give it a rest
because your time to be my friend is due

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