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My Fake Mates

Done with this kind of friends Now, I would like to put an end I know that it's my mistake For not realizing they are fake Going back to home in a plane Looking for a solution to my insane Could I? For God's sake, I could! I'm tired of all these fake friends You all can't always be to pretend Seem like fakeness is the new trend lying after my back when will it end Driving in the car Going far and far Clearing my scar Pausing in the bar I've become so guarded, Staring how it all started I've been ruining my time, Catching like everything is fine.

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Date: 5/14/2020 12:53:00 PM
Just one good friend is worth more than far too many fake ones . . . ; )
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Book: Shattered Sighs