you know one of the last dinners we had together
you talked about one of the many girls who let you down.
and now i wonder how you'll tell the story of how we fell out.
and just how much you'll edit out.
you really are a master,
at seeing what you want to see.
will you ever turn your mirror on yourself
now you've burnt your bridge with me?
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Author:
verona (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I think the meaning is pretty obvious. But at least no one knows who this is about lol.
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