we've been best friends for so many years
we are incorrigible
then one crosses over the other's heart
which ruthlessly retracts
our beautiful friendship, now full of rancor
you've told me lies and stories, and i believe
i should've know better
you are a great raconteur
our know is now undone and our flame has died
the hate is so great
that now we look back with furtive eyes

© copyright, 1997

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