In the garden of trust, where true hearts should bloom,
Lies a shadowy figure, casting silent gloom.
Whispering sweetly, with smiles so bright,
Yet hiding daggers in the cover of night.

Promises made, like castles in the sand,
Washed away swiftly by the ocean’s hand.
Eyes that sparkle with a deceitful flame,
A friend in disguise, playing a perilous game.

Moments shared, now tainted with lies,
Underneath the mask, a stranger in disguise.
A bond that seemed unbreakable and true,
Now shattered pieces, reflecting the rue.

In the end, the truth will surely unveil,
The difference ‘tween gold and a counterfeit tale.
For in the heart’s core, where integrity stands,
A true friend remains, amidst life’s shifting sands.