Once trustworthy
Once a friend
One on whom I could depend
And I don't care if
"That's what sister's are for"
It doesn't matter
I don't trust you anymore
And why?
Because of the wound in my back
Where the knife is still in place
I once thought you were just like me
But I can see past your face
I can see the red gleam in your eye
Your smile when I sigh
Your laughter as I die
Once you were a role model
And one time you were my friend
But no more
Author notes
written 9/22/2007
@ 5:56 pm
by Erin
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Wow. Interesting. Don't really know what to say to that. Oh well, it was good, as usual. Keep it up
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