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My world fell from beneath my feet And all around me there is deceit I guess since I failed I deserve this I’m losing my friends and my illusions of bliss I thought these friends were the roots to my oak To keep me grounded, to protect like a cloak Instead I am drifting on a sea of disgust Surrounded by monologues about money and lust Never once did a request for advice fall from my lips Yet I find myself scathed by judgmental quips Was I so stupid, so blind I can’t see? A time warp to make me two maybe three Certainly I have lost respect in their eyes Maybe I am too reluctant to hand out good byes Once again I have been betrayed When I looked that direction I didn’t see the blade. Angela Gann 9/24/1999 |
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