Listen to your heart,
tell me you've made a mistake.
Listen to mine,
and you'll hear it crying.
I can't contain the disappointment I feel.
I forgive you.
You can keep the money,
you will always be known as That Person.
That Person who traded a friend's trust for a stack of bills.
You may think nothing of it now,
perhaps only when you're older.
And when your dormant conscience finally kicks in,
and the feeling of guilt creeps through your soul,
I might no longer be here,
to make you feel any better.
Poem About Money Being Put Above Friendship
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Published on October 2008
Betrayal, Paid In Cash