THE BETRAYAL

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The pack of so call 'friends'

Made a tradition to believe

'Never judge anyone'

In the end, they judged me

That's betrayal

A price for showing my vulnerability

Insecure of myself

Facing the shame in me

Looking at the traitors

Slyly laughs of their victory

One day, they shall pay

For the shameless thing they did

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