“You’ve got a friend in me.” –Randy Newman
You spread your lies through the disguise you’ve
Mastered so perfectly. Your sticky, honeyed words had
Me tangled in your alluring web. Each thread smothers a
Different part of my mind and body refusing to see the friend
I once knew had faded away. My thoughts belong to the parasite in
My conscience, trapping the truth in the rotting shell of a new me.
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 12:34 PM UTC
“You’ve got a friend in me.” –Randy Newman
You spread your lies through the disguise you’ve
Mastered so perfectly. Your sticky, honeyed words had
Me tangled in your alluring web. Each thread smothers a
Different part of my mind and body refusing to see the friend
I once knew had faded away. My thoughts belong to the parasite in
My conscience, trapping the truth in the rotting shell of a new me.
