Congruent lines melted together
tying to make sense of such fair weather
out at sea we battled
our anger lasting for hours unravelled
i was forlorn and tested
by once a good friend
now i am hated my many till the end
we were inseparable
two peas in a pod
nothing could break us
except stealing Vermont
my boyfriend came back limping and torn
my best friend had hurt him
more than my lawn
frustration and fury
bonded by rage
i set out on a journey
of the new age.
 
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