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by Beautiful Chaos Jan 3, 2008 category : Friendship, family / other
You only see, What I allow, First impressions, Disavow. The mask is worn, For quite some time, A hill of trust, One must climb. Acquaintance, Friend's a title earned, You learn to shy, When you've been burned. Eyes may see, But they don't hear, The subtle tests, Laid out in fear. Proven, Your intentions true, Impressions left, And now subdue.