The Broken Friendship
You have killed once;
You have killed twice;
Why are you so intense?
You don't and I cry.
A scream rips through the thickest night,
A tear sheds bright in the middle of the night.
Telling the man in front of me, he is not truly satisfied until that certain man has died. So all I ask is why?
Why shall I throw my life away for the friend who has killed my love for him not once but twice…?
You Murdered Many Memories this faithful night.
A questioned asked, Don't you trust me anymore?
Trust? I ask. What trust?
I put my faith in no one anymore.
Not since you killed what we once had that faithful night…
