I have a friend,
and a friend she maybe.
Though life’s grasp has a hold on her,
She does the same to me.
We stand at the edge of a forgotten road,
looking back at mistakes of past lives untold.
I have a friend,
a friend she may be.
But sometimes I don't see how she can be a friend to me..
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC
I have a friend,
and a friend she maybe.
Though life’s grasp has a hold on her,
She does the same to me.
We stand at the edge of a forgotten road,
looking back at mistakes of past lives untold.
I have a friend,
a friend she may be.
But sometimes I don't see how she can be a friend to me..
