Companion-companion
Companion in need is companion indeed,
But what the use of having companion if the heart still like sword;
When the malicious and vice deed,
Veil in the charm and beauteous words.
I choose a malignant foe than a malicious companion,
Who unlurk all the hideous vices;
In thee, I still hold my compassion,
But thou served me a bad prejudice.
A prejudice took thee further away from me,
From all the sweet moment in our days;
And when the memories seem to fade from thee,
It declared that the love is finally unsway.
poem by Instalasi Sastra
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