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Betrayal.

Everything within her shatters,
Wounds on her soul open, her eyes do too.
Realization and utter shock invades her senses.

A current of spoken lies had clouded her judgement.
Her heart was stabbed by a piercing knife;
One who was supposed to watch her back,
Twisting, shoving, slowly, killing her inside and out.
Betrayal.
She gave him all, she gave him trust.
But her heart became cold.
When that expectation was crushed,
She found she had been wrong all along.
It was a lesson, that made her bold.
She learned to trust none.
She will forget not a single word from
those deceitful lips that had whispered

“I care"


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