I thought they were my friends
I was wrong
I was just a distraction
The flavour of the month
I bent over backward to indulge them
Them and their divas' airs
Their condescendence made of entitlement
They screwed me over
It is over now
They aren't my concern any longer
Time to close the chapter
Turn the page
Start anew
No regrets
Good bye and farewell.
Lucette C.Bailliet
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