Friends Poem by Carmela Kazmier

Friends



They make it harder
to get over you.
They bring you up
and around.
Not even caring
to my feelings.
They call themselves 'Friends'
but then why would they hurt me?
Then they pretend,
like I'm not even there
Do they care about me?
or even my feelings?
Or did you win them already
because of your charm

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Milica Franchi De Luri 23 October 2009

with friends like that, who needs enemies? ........

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Carmela Kazmier

Carmela Kazmier

lakewood, new jersey
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