Fake Friends Poem by nic hillen

Fake Friends



Treasured friends are far but few
Drifting off in distant view
Most I lost I will confess
From greed to find that treasure chest
Now wolves surround me dress like sheep
My back being stabbed whilst i sleep
They pretend to love disguised its hate
The only friends I have are fake

Thursday, December 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: family,friends,hate
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nic hillen

nic hillen

london england
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