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This poem was wrote during a time in my life where I was faced with the reality that people are not who the seem to be. I have always tried to take people at face value but have realized that in most circumstances people have underlining meanings for the words and actions that they use. Specifically this poem reflects a particular friend that I had that used me to get something (someone) they wanted and caused a lot of heart ache for me. After the situation was cleared he tried to mend the friendship and, of course, was unsuccessful.
True Colors
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Bryan P. Mix
The blood was shed
It will never be the same
Feel the intruding lead
That hangs my head in pain
The drainage not on my hands
But flows down my back
It was only in the sands
Where you planned your attack
Executed without flaws
With no issue at hand
You dug deep with your claws
Into a faceless land
Your face full of lies
When you greet me at that place
I see through your disguise
And reject your embrace
The wound you try to heal
Is now a gaping maw
Your words can never conceal
The true colors I saw
True Colors by Bryan P. Mix @FamilyFriendPoems
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cassandra Posted on Friday, January 30, 2009