Who Still Tells The Truth?

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

Lie after lie and I don't bother to bat an eye,

No need to wipe my face, no need to cry.

Red flags are going off, guess I'm dismissive,

So soft when all I do is give, give, give.

Forever wondering who still tells the truth?

Friendships come and go like poof!

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  • 2781

    There's only one.

  • sorenbarrett

    A most interesting poem of the volitivity of friendships. I prefer calling them acquaintances. Friends are rare and last acquaintances don't. A fun read

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Still? Whoever did tell the truth? ๐Ÿคฃ Great poem, my friend. I can totally relate! Poof indeed! ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ‘

  • Doggerel Dave

    Superficial interactions everywhere.....

  • NafisaSB

    There is much deception around us these days itโ€™s hard to judge the truth
    Wonderful



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