Best Friends
We are not best friends.
It would be a lie to say
I cherish any moment with you.
Of course
You've hurt me.
How can I say
I've enjoyed these years that we've spent time together.
And,
You made me sad before.
Never have
You watched my back.
The truth is,
This is wrong
But before you stop here, read this poem backwards
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