hi steemian! in this chance I'd like to thank 
anyway, let me post my original poetry titled "Remorse", I hope you get the feeling.
I needed your hand you gave me a pain
stabbed me from behind like we are not a friend
stop acting became so kind
before the world shouted to you 'traitor' man
you traded the gold with the iron
It would be rusty and you earned nothing
you know what I said before you leaving
you would get nothing and nothing
no one cares after you broke
because when you came to them as a snob
now you came back full of remorse and stroke
with a big hope your friend would embrace thou
thank you for reading, if you like it I am very happy :D
my regard to steemians,
