Know Your Friends Poem by Malaya Roses

I am not answerable to any of you
The fool with foolishness
Could demand nothing
Could draw no line
Spring or summer made make them bling
Between friend and pretended friendship
You are doomed to live the lie till the end
For denial or refusal
Is the worst time bomb
Fact of truth never be diffused by the glare of vanity
Pretending wonderful till one day of winter
Nature shock you
Colour of a callous ingenuity
Crack you without caution
Coiled you, drawn the only soul you ever have
Too pain, almost dead
Regretted and shamed.

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