A Two Faced Friend
You smiled at me with borrowed light
spoke soft as though the world was kind
yet in the shadows where whispers bend
I saw the truth you tried to send
Your hand was warm but never true
your eyes betrayed the mask they drew
a friend in name, in heart a lie
words that fooled me, then passed me by
I gave you trust, you fed on that
like poison hidden in a chat
and every secret that I gave
was never safe, just yours to trade
Now I walk on, your face behind
a ghost that lingers in my mind
for broken bonds will never mend
once cut in half by a two faced friend.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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One more for the pot, Marie.
You’ve really captured the sting of betrayal and how it lingers long after the friendship is gone.
Too many 2 faced people out there
Fantastic writing Marie! 💪🏾