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Poetry By: Yosuf

The treachery of close friends, and how it affects a person.

Submitted:Jan 9, 2012    Reads: 18    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

Into liking you, you captivate.
No, I befriended you, I did not hesitate,

I did wait.
Oh, guess I've met you a little late.

How can you stand and speak?
Do you think you're special or unique?
Throw me into utter depression,
Yet, you refuse to tell your confession,
Still asking the same question,
What have I done?
No you're not my number one.

Friends pretend.
Families defend.
I thought I could depend?
No I was wrong,
You cannot simply belong,
You're a stranger,
A lying, feeling exchanger.
How can someone you trust betray?
They can simply convince you to stay.
No I'm not buoyant,
My friend has been far beyond.
That's when I knew,
I felt that woe,
Has stricken me.

Frightened I think of what you did,
I can never forgive you, I cannot simply slid,
The past may be gone,
So was our friendship, now you're alone.
I may have been stupid,
But I'll never forget what you did,
Thinking you can get the best of me by a word?
No, that's not our simple world,
I may still hold,
Some memories of our cold,
Deceptive crier,
Needing a hand,
Not knowing you're in the sand.

Oh you remind of a story,
What was its name? I'm here, don't worry.
Oh I thought you were full of glory,
You enemy, you bully.

You soul seller,
You secret teller,You midnight beguiler.


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