on friendship

funny thing

about friends who lie –

you want to be once bitten

and twice shy

but you keep on hoping…

you get bitten again,

’til your stomach swells up

and your heart caves in

and the venomous falsehoods

poison your brain

and you can’t give up

but you can’t complain

’cause you’re doing it

to your own damn self

so who, exactly,

is to blame?

 

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