Poetry Blogs (friendship)

Echoing words through my head

Of all the sweet things that you said

Of times and memories of what we used to do 

Just a little thing to see me through

My dear, it's clear 

We aren't what we used to be

My dear, I fear

That’s the way it’s supposed to be

Blurred lines are once again made clear

It’s you with her

And me with him

That’s the way it should be in ...

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