I'm going,going gone
Wake up
You won't find me at dawn
He seemed so genuine
His opinion means alot to me
I gave all my trust to thee
He said “I know it happens now and again"
He betrayed me
I can't believe
That he did that to me
My precious gold that I choose to leave
It won't ever come back to me
I'm so angry,furious even
That you were so fake, and deceiving
Your a monstrous, destructive being
Not Human even
Go to Tartarus
You undeserving, worthless human being
I guess I'm done ranting for now
I have to keep something bottled up inside
Moral of the story: Never trust anyone or anything. Everything is deceiving, no one is staying forever.
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Believe
PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
