Acquaintance
- by Sophia Cac
I've been told,
nothing is new.
Human are human,
and they do what they do.
Some generation's are good,
and some is never been worth to tell.
I saw her shine so brightly, so kind she is.
Yet in every angel hides a demon,
an acquaintance that never been gone.
Now, I've known.
Nothing stay the same,
for each point of view,
will always different.
Some may stay,
but never been for good.
She sat there alone,
as her wrongs surrounds her.
I've been told,
"Life will always be an enemy, a acquaintance that never leave."
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PoetryInsomia, my dear friend, you've come to visit me once again. What's today features? Huh, I hope I didn't make too many failures. Oh a new one indeed, perhaps I could try one to confess my deeds? Alright, hand me the quil, my friend, don't go and wai...
