only friends can hate this way
scars from making love, will stay
like marks that stretch with child
those nights, so mean and wild
forever, a process more than time
resembling comradeship in crime
seeing the worst there is in all
no rise before the fall
the black in words oft said
no kisses fore the bed
and warmth from just one touch
could quench the fire so much
then, a turn to catch those eyes
says all, friends have no surprise
©2009 Hey Hey
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