I cannot begin to imagine
What comes within this baggage
Friendship! What a slippy, messy slope?!!
A non-romantic relationship
Where two hearts begin to elope
Write down your passions and seal it with a kiss
Send it down to the river in a envelope
Cast it, far, far away
I have seen what will come of it's dimiss
In such a cruel, arid world
You cannot take a friend, wear her and take her out for a swirl
She is helpless to your fanning lies
And you are part of her flaring demise
I pity you and oh so dispise
You're a purid wretched little soul
Who burns a hole through my skin
They use her
Take her for granted
Until she's gone
Yet to be sighted.
Now, let the games begin!!!
She is called upon to do our bidding.
She is not a punching bag
Who you can take all your frustration out on
No puns, metaphors or similies
Just a straight ended sword
Past the the point of no return
She is not a door mat
Waiting patiently for your disposal