I am lost without them,
yet did I really have them?
They called themselves my friends,
and I believed them so.
But now they call me a lair,
and yet I am telling the truth!
A true friend should know...
so it leaves me to question...Do I really have friends?
If I were the rain...
...that binds together the earth and the sky,
who all enternity will never mingle...
Would I be able to bind the hearts of people together?
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A look through glazed eyes
seeing but never seeing.... such ideas caught in suicide eyes
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