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Betrayed Friend Poem

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

© 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

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Published: Jan 2009

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  • Wow. I know exactly what you mean here. This is really good. Keep writing your very good.

    cassandra Submitted Jan 2009
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  • I know exactly how you feel.. this has helped me out a lot. Recently my "bestfriend" has shown her true colors and I'm not sure if I like them all that well. All I do is cry over her crap.
    Your writing is very good and it made me fell a little bit less of a loser.

    Brianna Submitted Mar 2010
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  • The whole last week of my English grade 10 class, we were discussing this poem and analyzing it in New York. It's crazy how powerful someone's words can be and how they can effect people anywhere in the world. Nice job writing this, just hopefully Bryan P Mix actually sees this so he can know.

    Alex Submitted Jun 2011
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