His hand was extended
Reaching out in friendship
His eyes unable to hide
The insincerity within

He walks over to me
And speaks as if nothing was wrong
As if the friendship we had
Was unaffected by his smug idiocy

Deep inside my blood boils
His deception unforgotten
Hurting me in each second
That he stands before me

His insulting hand
Mocking me as we shake hands
His guilty explanations cutting me deep
With each futile story he adds

His lies versus my trust
His denial versus the truth
I feel cursed that I called him friend
This traitorous arrogant fool

Yet I stay true
As a real friend should
Despite his betrayal
For I am a better man than he

Posted by yabs on March 11, 2009 at 02:11 PM | 2 Feedback

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Comment posted on March 11th, 2009 at 04:14 PM
di na bale... at least alam mong naging totoo ka sa kanya. hindi ka naman talo.

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Comment posted on March 11th, 2009 at 02:16 PM
Admire that you have such friend.