Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Requeis had a friend.

Only Child,
Borne only once:
bore many strengths,
mistaken for a 'dunce'.
No sibling,
foe or friend.
walking down a lane
she decided to make amend.

A friend she made
she walked around,
the woes of her heart
she spoke aloud.

She danced about,
and rode a bike.
People were happy,
to see the new sight.
She jumped and danced
round and round she ran;
Suddenly one day,
she stopped in her plan.

She curled over,
into a ball she grew.
To no one she spoke
nor any person knew.
Her friend was gone,
she was so scared.
To step out,
no one really dared.

One day slowly,
she sat up
and said,
to her imaginary friend:

"You wooed me
 You Chose me
 You closed me
 My trust was mis-spent.
 You touched me
 and used me.
 You abused me.
 My dear friend."

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