Worse Friend

17 11 2011

Painful words flow like ice

Through the clear night

They diffuse through the air

To her disbelieving ears

Catalysts for dry tears

He doesn’t know

For so good is her show

Her sad, brave facade

Like stone her heart hardens

In all but

The innermost chamber

He would make for a bad boyfriend

Because he makes an even worse friend

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