✧Infect✧

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Poem title: friendship that couldn't last

The arrow of her betrayal came straight to my heart,

It continues to infect my soul and our unbreakable bond,

The blood from the wound she made in my heart, stains our promise of the forever.

I want to forgive her but it is not easy to forget when infection spreads the pain in every vein.

Tainted now lies our happy memories, along with the adoration I had for her.

Tainted now lies our happy memories, along with the adoration I had for her

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