They did it
They did the thing they promised they wouldn't
They stabbed me in the back
The tears flow
Like the blood from my heart
Its cause i trusted to quick
I gave them the most fragile bits of me
The ones that had been broken
Over
And over
And over again
Thinking they would be gentle
They would understand
But they shattered them
They betrayed me
The knife in my back
Causes hot blood to flow down my spine
I feel it
But i also feel hot rage scorch down my spine
Rage and not far behind
Regret
And Betrayal
They did the thing they promised they never would
And it is Betrayal
-By. N
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