The day we chose to be friends and I spoke my heart out
You chose to fill in the spaces and speak your way out
Oh my friend, it hurts!
The day you asked me to speak nothing but fact
I chose to follow and you made it no more than an act
Oh my friend, it hurts!
The day you proclaimed friends for life
I didn’t know it was a well-disguised knife
Oh my friend, it hurts!
The day you told me it’s all fabrication
And you wished to use this confession as an act of salvation
Oh my friend, it hurts!
The precious moments we spent is a thing of the past
Etched in my memory are the days of blast
Oh my friend, it hurts to forget things!
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4 comments:
Hmmm....it really hurts when that happens...way to go dude...you have proved that u r well verse in poetic lines too...keep it up... :)
Its not easy to undo the hurt that your fren have caused to you.
Wish I could turn back the time and make things rite.
I am wishing for things to be the same as they were.
hope u'll iim
ekkado touch chesav....
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