I am a believer
Atleast its what I used to be
I used to believe in friends
Because they make things easy
Life a little more exciting
Happines more lively
And moments worth keeping
But I dont think I still believe
Especially the friends of the heart
The ones I always have on mind
The ones I always spend time with
The ones I had trust on
And blind faith in
Not anymore
Being stabbed is painful
The kind of pain you walk with
And nobody seems to notice
Not that I want them to
Bleeding without a wound
A cut across the chest
Deep in the heart
Doing away with trust
The only element that held us closer
Abandoned friendship
But not forgoten
For time was used
The same way I feel used
But not anymore
My 'friend'
Happy without you I am
But your deeds not forgoten
For they bring tears
And sadness
Because you betrayed me my friend
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Wounds of the Moon
PoetryIwish you days with sunrise and gentle breezes. I wish you smiles with no reason to be sad I wish you happiness which knows no end I wish you peace of mind even in my mind I wish you love that will never wilter like ours has I am here for you, alway...
