The Pictureframe
It was damaged and abandoned
Hanging soulless on my wall
Smiling faces no longer remembered
Showing a relationship made to fall
I struggle to find the memories
Lurking deep inside my brain
Of days spent in naivety
More to lose and less to gain
The protective glass is chipping
The paint is wearing thin
As to signify the friendship
Disheveled by lies and sin
While the faces now are empty
Hollowed out by your offense
I must forgive and learn to love
Then happiness will commence
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