Julianna May

On a Friend

You’ve stuck

that red A

Upon my chest,

Sent my faults

to be discussed

among the rest.

How long am I

to withstand

their ridicule?

Better yet,

how could you

be so cruel?

If I am on

this stage

for good

I want you

to also suffer

this falsehood.

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