THE BETRAYAL

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The pack of so call 'friends'
Made a tradition to believe
'Never judge anyone'
In the end, they judged me

That's betrayal
A price for showing my vulnerability
Insecure of myself
Facing the shame in me

Looking at the traitors
Slyly laughs of their victory
One day, they shall pay
For the shameless thing they did

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