Trust Fall

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With loaded words, you fire your gun
Straight into my chest.
Without a sound, my rib cage cries,
Aching with a monotonous sting.
Simple friendship was all I asked for;
Maybe ambition outran reason
And I didn't notice what was happening
Until I was spurring out of control.

Trust gave you power,
Compassion made me weak;
But your unforgivable betrayal
Made me forget I was meek.
Long live your newfound kingdom
Whom you subjugate with ease.
You'll abandon them all the same
Just as you abandoned me.

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