A LIE? (ORIGINAL POEM)

I have to hide, how do I feel!!!
Want to be made of shiny steel ...
You are digging to Yourself a hole ...
Give me Your soul — the whole?
So, what do You fear the most?
You believe, You become a Ghost ...
Long ago, I see, You have died!
So, tell me, are You satisfied?
You look like Death, like the bitter grave ...
But, to Your emotions, You are not a slave ...
In Your mind, You have buried all Your friends ...
And, is it a lie: "But, friendship never ends?"

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