WE to she
Dear Use-To-Be-Friend,
I thought we would be together until the end,
But our friendship had ended in a bend.
You went one way,
I went another.
I found out how toxic it was
to hang by your side cause
you’d put my head in a fuzz
filling it with, b a d h a b i t s.
but now you’re gone,
starting that family with one.
My brain is still slightly a fry,
my actions still a fray,
my voice still as shy,
but I still must say,
I am glad to say goodbye.
With utmost love,
your used-to-be-friend
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