When friends seemed
Just fun to me
When friends like you
Turned me into me
When what a friend was
I couldn't mean
Whenever there was a need
You have always been
It was the time
I didn't know
What YOU were to ME! ! !
When I look back
When I see myself
In craters..
I find always a hand
Hanging to me
To pull me up.
When I look back
When I see myself
On hills
I find always a wise smile
Calling me back to ground.
When I look back
When I see myself
On plains
I find always your fingers between mine
And a silent promise
Of our togetherness.
But I curse you today
I curse you my friend! !
You faked the promise
You lied to me...
Now when
I find what you are to me
There is no you beside me....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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