She had her pride to look out for
and her dignity was what she sort.
But battles are not fought that never begun.
Because love is harder than war,
and peace -a difficult feat to confront.
She had no fault in it all..., she said
'...but some people are just not mature in their heads'
But lies are truths made sweet
and indeed the truth is bitter
-so, who is deceived?
she had to support a friend,
clear her head and obligely stick till the end.
but the sweet contrast is -
Friends are not for support,
just being there whenever...is their job.
she had to be the mature one.
but her loyalties were left in doubt.
pretty and fierce were her countenance.
beautiful and soft hid behind that.
But the stupidity of feminity
has given the mature -immaturity.
now to all the she's,
life is a road we must all pass
and there is no first or last.
but the bonds we create are what matters
it's on these we build our existence.
Because at the end,
nothing we have is really ours
-but with others, it is so.
we need everybody
and they need us.
For this relationship,
is what really defines trust.
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