Betrayal.

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Breathe, I tell myself.

It’s fine.

But I can’t help but think,

Did someone tell?

Someone I trust?

Did they turn their back on their promise,

Forget what they said,

And tell?

Trust is hard to find

When everyone is so egotistical,

So self-centered.

They don’t think

Like I do.

I process my ideas and weigh possibilities

To insure that nothing will go wrong.

I hold the truth in when necessary.

But it just seems that sometimes,

When you thought you knew someone,

Your world can be turned upside down

By a simple betrayal.

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