your enemy is closest
a wolf in sheep's clothing,
lies depart the same lips
which proclaimed to love you.
smiling in your face
while sticking knives in your back
you believed all lies told to you,
the deception tasted so sweet
but bitterness hid within it
destroying you piece by piece.
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Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
