First face in my life...

Every person has two faces
One from which it begins
And the other one turn to cases
Which are established by our sins

First one of my life was the day she had enter
We were enjoying ,having lot of fun
With that brush of painter,
Me thinking of never getting done

Slowly slowly friendship started
I went to her very frank
Without knowing, I was the one to whom she darted
'Coz she took our friendship with me to prank

Two years when passed,
It went more strong
Still I wasn't knowing that I am getting tossed
In the friendship which was wrong

But when the day really came
She left me all alone...
Now,I really hate that name
Of the girl who showed me her dirty clone