The Traitor

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My body is pulling me away,
but my mind is holding on,
It's like clinging for life to a cliff face,
But my arms are not that strong
Like I'm tied above a bed of thorns
Searching your face for hope
Thinking you'd be the one to help me out,
But your were the one who cut the rope,
Yet you wonder why I'm slow to trust,
Why my true self's never shown,

While you stand there with your slingshot,
Pelting me with stones,
You don't see the tears I cry at night,
Alone beneath my sheets,
You don't how close I'm coming...to admitting my defeat,
And if you ever learn the pain you wrought,
If you ever learn to care,
Don't ever bother to trying to make things right,
Because I will not be there.

-𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐬✨

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 10, 2021 ⏰

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