FriendA Poem by Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey
We toss the term around
Like bean bags and horse shoes Most of us don't have a clue But when it comes to you I already knew, cause the view Was crystal clear, it was my biggest Fear That you my friend would disappear Cause in the end, I discovered It when I got sick That you were not my friend You have been demoted down To some one I just know It is best for me that I let go Cause I understand just Where I stand So for me this has to end This will be the last time I will call you "my friend" © 2015 Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. DorseyAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 21, 2015 Last Updated on March 21, 2015 AuthorJerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. DorseyPolitically InCorrect, LAAboutI have been writing since I was 9. I specialize in freeverse poetry and have cut my teeth on Political and Socially Conscious subject matters. My poetry is not for everyone but anyone who hungers and .. more..Writing
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