![]() Dear FriendA Poem by Nami Machae
Old friend of mine
So dear and true Why do we do the things we do? Like poison our bodies thinking its fun Not really caring til the damage is done Or trusting others that call themselves friends Knowing they will turn their back in the end Dear friend of mine the question I ask Why do we love if we get no love back Time after time we will always give in Knowing we will always get hurt in the end Dear friend of mine who I grown to love so All I want to know is where did the happiness go I remember the smiles that once glowed on your face Now you look hopeless and it's a disgrace Old friend of mine so dear and true... Why do we do the things we do?
© 2013 Nami MachaeAuthor's Note
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