Wednesday 23 January 2013

I trace your body with my hand,
You are where my thoughts land.
Your razor sharp tongue I often feel,
My troubles you always seem to heal.

When things got rough you were there,
To make sure things turned out fair.
I trusted you to keep me safe,
In you I had total faith.

You bring out a different side of me,
One I never wish a soul to see.
As I let my emotions pour,
It makes me need you even more.

The smile I have on my face,
As my pulse starts to race.
I hold you in my hands with pride,
No one can say I haven’t tried.

You broke my trust the day you lied,
That is when our friendship died.
You’re no longer a part of my life,
You useless, stupid, pathetic knife 

- by rex

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