A Vendetta

Time grows short as the sun does set
We are hurtling towards the end
Each moment that passed since we first met

No length of time will allow the split to mend
We showed our true colours both you and I
It’s a distant memory.. that word known as ‘friend’

No truth was spread it was only lies
We forgot our pasts
A character revealed both bitter and flawed you kept hidden inside

This story was never meant to last
I pity you
Now vendetta is you chosen task

I wanted to be civil just friends honest and true
It’s a shame you didn’t want that too

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