I welcomed you into my heart,
I let you in.
Little understanding of your character,
No knowledge of your sins.
I didn't question your appearance,
I never thought to ask.
Little did I know,
The face you wore was a mask.
Without it now,
Where will you hide?
Perhaps in a pool,
Consumed by your lies.
Karma will reach you,
It will catch up to you eventually.
In the end, you must pay the price of hurting someone intentionally.
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Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
