Friday, April 25, 2014


Fools of folly, infuriate me with false friendships
Flaky, fake, fraud friendships feel frozen
Following me, frienemies hoping for my failure
Refusing faith, settling for fantasy, afraid of fulfilled dreams
Fruit of my labor, my future feast and fountain of fortune, force my foes to fall to my feet
"Can we eat?"
Forgave you.
Forgot you.
I'm free.

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