The Core
Not to be
A know-it-all
And not to
Say it smugly
But what it is
That I might say
Might turn out
To be ugly.
You see, I've tried
For years & years
To see things
Through your eyes
And, I've held back
A million tears
When it was
Best to cry.
I can't pretend
to not foresee
A dark and
Bitter end
And what's more,
Burns to the core,
Is that
I call you friend.
February 25, 2003
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