Deceived
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Last published Fri, Jan 17, 2014
It didn’t hurt when they called me names.
It didn’t hurt when the wanted to fight me.
It didn’t hurt when they wanted to make me life miserable.
It didn’t hurt when I had no love to start with.
It didn’t hurt when they left me.
What hurt is when you made me care.
This is the story of when I started to care about someone, yet they still betray me.
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