One Mistake

Once I mistook

once I mistook a pigon for a dove

once I mistook lust for love

once I mistook pain for hope

once I mistook him for an angel

once I mistook satan for her

once I mistook traitors for friends 

once I mistook

one mistake 

many mistakes

heart pain

hard to breath

my next mistake

is the blade

no more mistakes 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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