You lied,
You stabbed me in the back,
Then you had the never to ask why I was bleeding,
Blood was dripping from my back,
Because you stabbed me right where it hurt,
The knife was deep,
It took a while to get out,
But I can't get over the fact that out of all people,
You stabbed my back,
I used to tell you everything,
But now I can't trust you with anything,
You lost trust from me,
Yes I forgave you,
but it'll take a while for me to trust you,
Whenever someone stabs you in the back,
You look at them differently,
One conversations,
Can change a whole lot,
But once your best friend betrays you like this,
You can't ever get over it.
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Ana's Book of Poems
RandomThese are a bunch of random poems i've wrote over the past years. As these years pass by, i get better and better. My writings get better towards the end (: Enjoy !
