I once believed the words,
She now spits in my face,
Why did I believe,
I could ever have,
What I never thought possible?
Stabbed in the back,
By the true face,
Of my most loved adversary.
I gave up my mind,
To have it mocked by her words,
I gave up my heart,
To have it broken by her lies,
I gave up my soul,
To have it crushed by her will,
The oldest tale still rings true,
And truer still,
Perfection in lies,
Betrayal in the face of a friend,
Like a puppet,
I let myself be played,
Heartstrings pulled by desire,
The most dishonost of emotions allowed,
I felt loved. |
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