When you thought you knew them
they stabbed you
while you assumed
they were watching your back
and even when the knife cut deep
and you were bleeding to death
you still thought it was an accident
because you knew them
they wouldn't do such thing
or so you thought
until they were caught on act
and your stupid mind
still cant understand
now your chest tightens
but you cant do a thing
beside moving on
and learn to soften the pain.
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PoetryIt doesn't mean we should see it the same. Take some time to let poetry get to you and make you feel whatever you want to , see it from you own experience and from your own perspective. A collection of poems which will take you through the path of...
