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Friends a knife double sided
Friends. who knew the word hurt so much.
The way it rolls of your tongue like no mattresses were shared.
Who knew that the years of wiping lovers tears would fade to memory.
Friends. A word that holds so much dear and keeps so much far.
Lovers. Not Friends. But what once was will never be. Because of this, my heartbreaks every day you see.
Never holding you again is a price I pay greater than any Prison in this land. Never knowing your scent or taste is enough to drive me wild.
With this knowledge how do we keep going? for at the end I'll just be the sad boy dying alone in his shower like accidents before.
© Swiftonic Poetry
The way it rolls of your tongue like no mattresses were shared.
Who knew that the years of wiping lovers tears would fade to memory.
Friends. A word that holds so much dear and keeps so much far.
Lovers. Not Friends. But what once was will never be. Because of this, my heartbreaks every day you see.
Never holding you again is a price I pay greater than any Prison in this land. Never knowing your scent or taste is enough to drive me wild.
With this knowledge how do we keep going? for at the end I'll just be the sad boy dying alone in his shower like accidents before.
© Swiftonic Poetry
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