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Words of Insecurity


Used to talk to you everyday

Shared the burdens and the pain

Used to run around laughing

Playing silly games

We had so much in common

That math teacher who was super strict

Splashing each other like little kids

We still talk every so often

So there's some hope, I guess

But if you had an option

Between me and everyone else

I find it a hard question

If you'd still call me your friend.

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