The Friends I Thought I Knew

March 25, 2012
Your words are ambidextrous,
They adulterate who I am.
You use your words to lie,
You make me feel good,
Then you tear me,
Back down again,
You augmented the situation,
Now there's no affiliation,
Too scared to do anything,
Because one wrong move,
And our the first at,
The scene.
You berefted me,
Of my full potential,
And deployed me,
Into a small little box,
Labeled "Trash".

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