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Her cries


I Cant stand to see a friend like this A friend that doesn’t know what she’s worth She constantly has sex Because “she loves it” She constantly chase boys because “she loves em’” But why? Why does she adore em’ Chase em’ Is their an emptiness inside and she cannot bare it They constantly treat you like a piece of trash, spitting her out and passing it to the next I watch, as she gets hurt. Feeling the pain she feels because she’s my other half She says “I really liked him” over and over But that doesn’t change the fact that he doesn’t care I remember when we were both freshmen Now look You’re still a freshman I watch as her life fades away into the mist of the devils presents You can see clearly Sex won’t pass you, weed just takes your problems away for a little while, And fighting won’t solve anything This is only temporarily fun When is she gona see that she is worth more than what she thinks? You say you know your worth, I don’t think you do You’re just a quick ejaculation to these boys But their a long lasting love to you Can you be this oblivious? Learn to love And appreciate yourself I don’t wana see an old friend Fending for drugs Begging for money Prostituting See even though its not me I can still feel the pain she feels Just as it breaks her down internally, it breaks me down But after a while you stop talking Cus’ no one seems to listen I hope god here my prayers And whisper in her ear So one day she can see what I see
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