Betrayal
In the field where we once played,
Fairy flowers softly swayed,
But when breeze and blossoms met,
Like false friends, they fell away.
So did all my dreams for us
When a whisper slayed our trust.
Like the downy dandelion,
We drifted to despondent dust.
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