I can hear you...
Each laugh in my face,
Each thrash at my heart,
Each crack to my spine,
I can hear you behind me,
but when I turn all I see are my friends...
Then I hear it again
Each curled lipped lie
Each false accusation
Each hit to my knees
I then know it's you...
my two faced friends,
who face me one way with the look I've always known
then turn and face me with side I've never seen!
How could you do what you've done...
but then again isn't it the ones we know and trust the most,
the ones who crush our very souls
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