Friend
A friend,
What you were to me.
Pouring secrets and sorrows
From behind my eyes-
To you
Others gaze into my eyes
Watching clear translucence
-Their reflection-
But you-
Once seen past yourself
See through me.
Then betrayal
-Sour and eternal-
Reminiscences of harsh memories remain
In physical manifestations
A mock feeling
Unreasonable trust
Still, feelings regained
A powerful force unscathed by previous betrayal.
Scars almost healed
But then you handed me the blade.
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