You don't lose friends, they say
Only find who your real friends are
Perhaps it's when everyone goes away
Yourself you may discover
For friends too are human
and their needs must be met
from consolation to encouragement
"It's gonna be alright," "You're not fat."
Sometimes you're so caught up with others' burdens
You forget your inner twin
while you liberate them from torments
Your own house falls into ruin
masks we wear even with soulmates
walls of steel around our hearts
frustrations, duels of the fates
secrets and desires and whiplash smarts
the storms of the soul that havoc wreak
no one can comprehend, not the closest friend
not the briny blasts upon the cheek
nor the scythes that rip and rend
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