The Silent Knife of Friendship’s End

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In the days of laughter and shared dreams,
We built a fortress of trust and light,
But shadows crept in, unseen and swift,
Turning our bond to endless night.

Your smile, once a beacon of warmth and care,
Became a mask of deceit and lies,
Betrayal’s whisper in the quiet air,
Left me with broken, tear-filled eyes.

The trust we nurtured, fragile as glass,
Shattered by secrets and hidden schemes,
A friendship lost, like sand through hands,
Fading away, along with dreams.

Now I walk a path of solitude,
With lessons learned, and wounds to mend,
The silent knife of friendship’s end,
A scar that time may never tend.

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