Frienemy

Is it to much to ask for your support? A true friend would have my back. Face to face we laugh and smile, While I ready myself for the attack. Jeckle and Hyde come out to play. I never know who I will get. I answer your questions honestly, Which you always make me regret. Everything is such a competition. And on the surface, it all looks fine. But I am so sick of trying to be your friend, So please stop pretending to be mine

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John Rhinem

Date: 10/27/2010 9:28:00 AM

Smile ~ "Hello, 'Dear Precious Erica Gould!'" ~ I read "Your" reflective poe a couple of times & I thought that, well, I believe true friends share a certain amount of common ideals, interest, hopes & dreams etc., perhaps thus possibly, "Your" friend may be but a gift of some sort say, a messenger from above, (Hebrews 12: 5,6) filled with love like, well, just a distant thought I suppose? ~ Smile, good luck in "Your Priceless Souls" relationship my dear, "Love Always," John!:) ~