exposed, dissected, pulled apart.
You bared claws
made of my flaws.
This is the end,
once dear friend.
The tsunami crashed, tall and strong,
but the signs were there all along.
A foundational shake,
unrequited hate.
Irritation,
condemnation,
withheld compassion without mourning.
Rich in apathy and scorning.
A cold tone,
hard, like stone.
Raging resentment,
contempt contentment,
from a once dear friend,
at the very end.
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