Betrayal
Is this the end?
As he stabs me in the back once again
I thought he was my friend
Maybe even something of greater extent
But for her expense, he chooses to see me suffer instead
And eventually leaves me for dead
There she was in his loving arms
The arms that held me once before
There she stood wearing all his charms
The ones I still adore
However there was one that made all the girls swarm
The kind that most fall for,
But it didn't matter anymore
For we would commit one last sin behind closed doors
As I arose, I bled
There he was by her side once again
No amount of words could comprehend
The amount of pain I had to retain
When he eventually left me for dead
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