Once said,
You were my friend,
You felt like a protector,
Nothing else to be said.
Nothing could break us,
We were two,
But still one,
Lies was never given,
With you I was always at home.
Then you found another,
It was her and not me,
Somehow you tried to hide it away,
But I saw what you thought I didn't see.
I tried to look past it,
You meant too much to break,
But inside I was aching,
When you kept going behind my back,
Like a snake.
And the pain never went away.
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Dust of the untold
PoetryYet another poem collection, Ready to be free, Words written down by a stranger, Some scars you just got to see. A collection of hearts, A bucket of sorrow, A box of pain and my deepest thoughts. These are untold stories, From a closed soul, and a c...
