They left me
Scarred.
In sharp, shattered pieces.
Lost in a maze
That twisted at
Each right turn I took.
They tricked me.
And told me
I was the one
Who hurt them.
Tears slipped
When I nearly took my life. .
But if they
Found out
That I'm in love with you. .
They'll crush my very ribs
Tear my heart out,
And rip it to shreds.
I keep telling myself
I'll be fine
But that's far from reality.
Betrayed,
Margo.
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𝔹𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕓𝕪 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕠
Poetry𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝘂𝘀𝘁. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. . . 𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗼 "And maybe my words will s...