A Friend In Pain
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This friend of mine is not my girlfriend. She's just a friend. Keep this in mind.
Is your pride free from shame, strain or sad games?
Or that's a name that hides a friend in pain?
I wonder why your wild wounds burn in flames.
I wonder why that temper cries in vain.
These questions sustain the bond I’ll maintain
A friend in pain; fearless with no deceit
Your graceful greets and weekly backstreet beat
Paints a portrait of placid parks so pure
From tears and throbbing headaches. That’s your treat.
Thus, I’ll cherish that grin, my endless cure.
Copyright © Mark Anthony Bartolo | Year Posted 2020
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