What friends?A Poem by Hecate Zariah
For once....i truly thought I had friends.....
Only to find that when I looked around and reached out.....no one was there..... Why do we call the ones around us friends? When they're never there? We can serve and help a friend for life......but who's there when we need help? I used to have friends to count on.......or I thought I did...... © 2010 Hecate Zariah |
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