Treasure Island

Rachel Henley

(1st October 1994 / Wales)

'Friends'


Oh the interference of enemies with friendly masks!
It makes me laugh,
but oh, how it can make me cry.
Happiness is the rift between best of friends.
If I can't be loved,
then neither can you,
friends, what a mockery of the word,
for this is what friends do.
Friends never love a friend with a lover.
That is why no two people,
are ever 'good' for each other.

'Friends' triumph,
in the ruins of us all.

Submitted: Saturday, April 06, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013
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