I'll wait on street corners, down dark, shady lanes.
In clubs I'll be found there -to just entertain.
You think me a friend, and at first -maybe so,
but the more I'm your friend, the less you let me go.
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The Truth They say The Truth will set you free, but not when rhyming poetry. So sad my words made you annoyed, I think you’re clearly paranoid. So rest at ease, let me be blunt You are no poet, just an inept wordsmith….. (you see- I don’t always use rhymes..Now lighten up and try to enjoy and write ALL forms of poetry)