I looked into her eyes,
and all was there is guilt,
betrayal anger bubbling it feels,
the feeling of being hurt,
shattered my tears,
flooding the sea,
question why it happened,
was it me,
I said quietly,
tears rolling down my face with hate,
but the wound was to far deep,
I cry my self to sleep,
with anger beneath,
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