Daunting war cries resound
In our home of friendship.
From walking side to side on the dawn of doom.
To you, burdening me with hardship.
Once cherished, now tarnished,
Your presence now a curse.
The timeline went downhill
Who could've thought of a fate so perverse?
"People change," we whispered, crossing our fingers,
You weren't meant to be the "people" ever.
Changing loyalties like blinking eyes,
This wasn't a cord you were meant to sever.
Built bricks with smiling faces,
They crumbled all at once.
You stabbed me with a knife so sharp,
After protecting me from a world full of guns.
Nostalgia roams these empty halls,
In the stillness, your deceit is reborn.
Echoes of laughter fade into the distance,
A reminder of how swiftly trust can be torn.
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