Author: TheGlycoprotein PM
This is a very special poem, written for my best friend.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Poetry - Words: 195 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-31-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2948301
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Forged in fires at the heart of Hell,
Cursed with a tongue wreathed in flame
Made of ashes from bones which ground repel,
It curses the once living and puts them to shame.
Many a laugh stolen by her word
From mouths of unsuspecting purity,
The screams and cackles are drawn, unheard,
All ears in blind obscurity.
And yet, this evil one it seems
Despite the things I hear and see,
To have a heart of gold and deems
I worthy of her company.
A devil may she be to those
That think her mad and know her not
She'll strike them down and deal them blows
Much harder than they've ever got
before. A true friendship is this,
Laughs drawn in pain from laughs of old.
Comfort in times of woe and bliss,
Insults forever swapped and told.
Those stupid thoughts I used to own,
And gaze upon with blinded eyes.
You only reap what you have sown -
Now we are the strongest allies.
Though wicked she may seem to some,
So perfect does she seem to me.
A truer friend will never come
To I – Aye, this I do decree.