Never expected that from a friend
I thought I could count on their loyalty
Until the very bitter end
I was dishonored and ridiculed
Forced to face my true personality
Discover who were my real friends
And find my way back to reality
I was lost in the unforgiving city
Wet and needing of sleep
Trying to process what happened
Cold, trembling and weak
(c) Marc Noël 2016
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