Treasure Island

Angel A. Lockwood

(07//64 / Nyc)

Frienemies


I now consider it a blessing
To have frienemies
Sometimes even
A few in the same
Exact family
Deception is crooked key
Manipulation seems
To flows so free
Every tactic
Skillfully utilized
Only to deceive
You can learn alot
Totally

Submitted: Saturday, June 29, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013

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