Poem.
You were my friend.
Now we are enemies,
with words held up
against our throat as
a threat, you were never a
forgiving person, you were
stuck in the past and I assum
-ed I could be a time traveler
and bring you back to the pre
-sent with everyone again. At
times, some people don't want
to be helped or saved.
Maybe, we were just two different
people with different mind sets
on things and you believe that I
would only hurt you and your new
friend and I am not like that.
Poem. You were my friend. Now we are enemies, with words held
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Nov 7, 2015 6:37pm
