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Varshitha J N Poem
Your memory kills
To take death pills
Burning friendship gives chills
I'd rather be far, on the hills.
Friendships aren't meant to cry
The lovely memories are just a lie
You hate me so much, you'd poison my pie
Hate isn't mutual, isn't it sly?
Do you? No, You don't care
Not replying to messages, you just glare
To talk back the truth, you didn't dare
You say I'm weak and wrong, how's that fair?
You'd Kill me with your knife
The friendship that couldn't survive
You calm down, I'll strive
I was never a part of your life
It wasn't a joke
Thank you for the ugly stroke
Friendships are too broke
I'd rather die with a choke
I try to get better
Coz past is just a gutter
I'm not a beggar
Of our memorable nectar.
Copyright © Varshitha J N | Year Posted 2022
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