Two of you,
I was warned to stay away from both.
But I didn't listen.
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She was my best friend,
Just not anymore,
Then she used me,
And you know what,
You made her,
And you made me.

She humiliated me in front of everyone.
And you wanted me to forgive her.
No.
I'm done with her.

Then there's you.
I thought I loved you,
Because you manipulated me into thinking that.

And then you broke me each and every time.

I'm so over you,
Done with both of you.

So I tore up all the pictures of me and her,
And tore out all your poems and threw them away.

If I have to rip you from my life,
Page by page,
I will.

You made me this way,
You made me want to watch you both burn away from my memory.