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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
What does it take to be a special friend?

Submitted: March 01, 2010

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Submitted: March 01, 2010

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Metaphor

\"Your heart is gold, as pure as it can get
You are my special friend, from the moment we met
Your words are sugar, they melt me immortally
Your touch is a relief, whenever I hurt emotionally\"

You spoke these words, I was only to be mislead
I took them for real, now I wish they were never said
You told me lies, or maybe you have just changed
You mistunderstand me, not a virtue of a special friend

Your voices were ornaments, never from the heart
You decorated my name, just to please me from the start
Your tears were envelopes, hid the reason they fell
Your feelings were cloaks, frankly they would never tell

My life is a river, it changes its course again
Yesterday is a nightmare, brings me memories of pain
Our diary is a fable, fairy tale never to be true
My world is a metaphor, a false effigy remade by you

- Harshal

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