Their Cold Shoulders
Array of friends turned out cold
Desired nothing but my destruction.
When their loyalty were sold
My heart sank into depression.
An army once was at my side
Now flocked to corrupted bliss.
I thought they’ll be a guide
But brought some Judas’ kiss.
Gullible as i am back then
Trust seems vague for a while
Running as far as I can
Away from them within a mile.
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