Talking Bad
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Category : Poems
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Behind my back...I hear some people talking bad about me,In front of me...I hear some of their many beautiful liesTrying to impress me.But in the end, I found outSome friends were my enemies instead,I let them go from my life,And I slowly move on all alone on my path.My story doesn't end when someone leaves,I lost a dream but not all my dreams.Autumn sheds the leaves from the trees,But they turn green in the spring.