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Oldest Friend

We met at the same time I spoke my first word

I know you for so long that I even get lost,

When I say your name out loud

 

You taught me how to wield a sword

But like everything, it came with a cost

I mistook you for a friend

And turn out to be le contraire

 

I opened my door

I kept you warm, at the coldest nights 

I opened my heart 

I gave you all I possessed

 

But you my friend weren't after that

You were ambitious, you wanted more

I'm sorry I couldn't give to you

 

I will love you 

But it doesn't me 

I will be yours

 

 

 

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