If you befriend me
And then stab me in my back
My heart is only stabbed
Your heart is vile.
If you flatter me
When we are face to face
Mock me in my back
I am naïve and you are cheap.
If you gain my trust
By pretending what you are not
And then shatter that faith
I am trusting you are cunning.
In no way can a person
Be a loser as long as
He is trusting and loving
The one who abuses him is the real loser.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
1 comment:
Quite dark, this one.
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