My FriendA Poem by Mac8Where were you my friend? No where to be seen. I, abandoned, and all drunk at your party. You know me my friend. You know how I get. I may be grown, but you have friend duties nonetheless. I don’t remember much, my friend. Where were you? Why aren’t you speaking to me now my friend? Who are you? You can’t be my friend. Sure enough my friend would have spoke to me when I was getting in too deep. My friend would have stopped me from making such a scene. Where was your love for me my friend? You have never said anything for me, but now you are against me. Dear friend, where have you gone? Perhaps my understanding of friendship was defined all wrong… © 2014 Mac8 |
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Added on November 20, 2014 Last Updated on November 20, 2014 AuthorMac8CAAboutI have always loved to write, especially poetry… So I am just expressing it on here. more..Writing
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