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values I hold dear
not the same ones you embrace
worth the same amount.
dogs birthday bashes
cupcakes , presents, party hats
candles,  ice cream , cake
lines etched in my face
names on the tip of my tongue
arms too short to read.
leaves twirl and dance
sunlight brings colors to life
purple , gold and green
I was preyed upon
my heart left with open wounds
that human touch healed
You left me with shame
with your broken promises
trust torn asunder.
you stormed in my life
I've built up protective walls
shelter from the rain.
life can push and shove
your footing becomes unsure
balance, brought with time
 Jun 11 The last Poet
Bri
You are the happy friend.
You seek compliments but you don’t believe them.
You can’t be the messed up friend because they have it worse.
You can’t compare because they won’t see it as bad as it is.
You are the happy friend.
You are the funny friend.
You are the safe friend.
You let them vent, you let them share.
You take the burden so they don’t have to. You carry their weight-
adding to yours.
You don’t let them see.
They check in with you but you know you can’t say anything.
You can’t trust them with your feelings. They don’t need more on their plate.
They can’t handle it, but you can.
You can’t be delicate.
You can’t be hurt.
You are unbothered.
Because you are the happy friend.
We talk about the
past like it's a
movie we
watched together.
You liked the
cinematography.
I didn't care for the
cruelty of the
protagonist.

We disagree on the
theme, and every
scene holds different
aspects of
symbolism for us.
I'm not sure I want
there to be a sequel,
despite the good
acting.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gn9IAYo0wZE
Here is a link to my YouTube channel, where I read poetry from my latest book, Sleep Always Calls.  It's available on Amazon.  My two other books are also available.  Seedy Town Blues and It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse.
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