You said "baby, don't worry",
but you stabbed my back with a knife,
you were not even sorry.
You said I am the only one,
but all you have given me was pain,
I couldn't even run.
You said it will always be the two of us,
but everything you've said wasn't true,
you took advantage of me being a wuss.
You made me believe in your lies,
I was fool enough to trust you,
and I am now officially cutting our ties.
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The Untold
PoesíaA collection of lame one shot stories, ugly poems, and random thoughts. In short, a collection of trashes.
