Misery, pain...
these were
your friends.
My heart
now weeps for you.
Forgiveness,
a rare commodity
easily replaced...
by hatred.
I hold
no contempt
only love,
Goodbye, my friend.
A contest entry
- Your Greatest Advesary by oOJohnOo.
400 points, ended November 27, 2008, 8 entries
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