Poem #74
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Best friend turned traitor
Who is truth and who is a hater
So much love you dedicated
Just left, discarded and desecrated
No longer could you tolerate it
So gone, the ones who left you empty and desiccated
But all the fakes you though you obliberated
Left a weasel in the form of a mate
Does it all come down to fate?
The ones you become close to just use you as bait
You see as you wait
They "try" to catch you, but always too late
Letting you fall into the arms of the bitter and irate
Their friendship, forever destined to be a mistake
And you left so much of yourself at stake
Only to break, to become the fool that they make
Like a black hole, from your heart they take
Until all of your light is stolen, not a drop left for your sake
But remains of a charred soul, like sweetly-poisoned cake
Best friends no longer, for it's you they forsake
Your empty shell wasting like others in their wake