Walking Away

It's times like these,
That i wish i didn't know the lies you've told,
Its like a strange disease,
A terminal illness that tears friendships down,
And then not a sound passes in-between them,
And the silence builds walls,
Walls that stop progression,
They kill the friendship immediately,
Dead on contact,
All old wounds are reopened,
Disease seeps in,
Others try in vain to revive it,
But it will lie there and decay,
Because i cannot get my emotions to sway,
This hate for you runs deep,
But you don't know that I've found you out,
Discovered you in your little stout,
Hide away,
Oh so comfortable in your cloak of lies,
But your not ready for this surprise,
That I'm about to throw at you,
But I think that we both know that this friendship is through,
There's nothing left to savor,
The fervor is dead,
The passion is gone,
The song has fallen on deaf ears,
This friendship is dead,
You can stand by and watch it decay,
But I'm walking away.

Charlotte Brown

© Vampire Church

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