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Friends Turn

All my life I've been running from the wrong people Looking for some treatment but all I need is something simple I've seen brother turn in brother until there is nothing left Now I look inside the mirror and I all I see is honest theft To be friendly I do what I can But I just keep waiting until I reach the promised land Each day I get closer to the fathers presence I seek forgiveness but all I get is questioned vengeance.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 4/3/2017 7:48:00 PM
Like the song says, "friends...how many of us have them." Great write CJ and welcome to poetrysoup!
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