Thick as Thieves

Thick as Thieves

A Poem by The Last Poetic King
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Maybe my muse is coming back? I don't know but I feel satisfied with this piece.

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I remember when you said I love you
And I watched your eyes look the other way
The way your lips curled when I said the same
Foolish of me to have not seen that you were lying straight through your teeth

Now and again, I think back about our friendship
And you were the friend I deserved 
And I was the one you needed

We were just two nobodies
Lost in the halls of Hell
Searching to be somebodies
We used to laugh at them
Back then.. We didn't have a care in the world

You reassured me somebody cared
When these girls broke me apart
You were there to glue the pieces back in place
Something I thought would never change

I remember when you said I love you
And I watched your eyes look the other way
The way your lips curled when I said the same
Foolish of me to have not seen that you were lying straight through your teeth

Those nights in that small town going nowhere
Pills in our mouth, cigarettes in our hands, love in our heads but not our hearts
The night we spent side by side talking about nothing and everything,
Waking you up suddenly, you almost punched me
And I fell off the bed, maybe I should have been dead

You used to reassure me that it was okay to be myself
Lying through your teeth promising that you loved me
How foolish I was back then, as thick as thieves we used to be
Who would've known that you'd be the very thing that destroyed me?

I remember when you said I love you
And I watched your eyes look the other way
The way your lips curled when I said the same
Foolish of me to have not seen that you were lying straight through your teeth




In 2007 I met a nerdy looking girl with glasses
Who just needed a friend, how foolish I was back then

© 2015 The Last Poetic King


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