Friendships
A poem about friends, or so called friends.
Friendships are like wine
Red, white, it doesn't matter pick your kind
tipsy merlot, dry cabernet
nowadays friendships will lead you astray
Beautiful bottle, 10x a dime
high ABVs, true religion crime
every sip is a spin, every swallow is a slur
every chirp is a burp, every look has a purr
you spilled some on your shirt, and forgot who you were.
Some friends are warm
others cold burr
But like everything in life things come to an end
especially given the toxicity
my gosh those high ABVs
like sweet poison
a habitual fluid, so bad but so good
until you throw away the bottle.
Sounds familiar?
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Kevaun's Rendezvous
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Poetry can be the most joyous or the most anguished form of speech. It's one of the finest forms of beauty.
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