FALSE FRIENDSHIP

YOU HOLD OUT YOUR FALSE HAND OF FRIENDSHIP
UTTER YOUR FALSE WORDS OF FRIENDSHIP
WHEN I CAN SEE THE CONTEMPT IN YOUR EYES
YOU SAY YOUR LITTLE NOTHINGS
AND YOU GIVE ME NOTHING
BUT MISERY AND PAIN
YOU SAY ONE THING WITH YOUR MOUTH
AND ANOTHER WITH YOUR EYES.

Mudcrow April 99



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