There is this little weapon that is called a shiny knife <br />among its uses of cutting food <br />it also can cut life <br />so my little poem talks about this heart breaking piece <br />and how the people we trust can be the experts of using this seductive beast <br /> <br /> <br />everybody finds someone who they can truly trust <br />wether it be a relative, a friend or a guy whom which you lust <br />but then there comes aa day when you suddenly see <br />that theres not just onewho is there, there maybe even three <br /> <br />that is the mistake that ihave made this year in my life <br />be warned there is only one who won't dig that back stabbing knife <br />my one person was my dad <br />who died when i was just 15 <br />i then thought that my best friend emma was a person on which i could lean <br /> <br />at first maybe she was there in fact no she definately was <br />but then that attractive shiny knife once came <br />and friendship was no longer her cause <br /> <br />that knife was juts too tempting <br />for her to turn and see <br />my devastated face realising the blood was coming from me <br /> <br />so listen to me now when i say this to you loudly <br />make sure you know who that one real person is <br />who won't use that knife proudly<br /><br />carolyn williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-friend-the-back-stabbing-knife-and-your-frien/
