Did you know you know it'd be that way?
Or did you just have poor aim?
The trust I once had is gone.
You took what was mine like it was your own.
You looked me in the face and lied.
You know I'd always love you,
But what did you expect me to do?
You should have at least tried
Before my heart turned to stone.
I'm not just some pawn.
This is a two player game,
Choose who you're going to play.
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Wilted Flowers
PoetrySometimes you just need to write it down. Here are my thoughts.