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BETRAYAL
I had my nails bitten until there was none left,
In deep notions, I mulled,
On how good the pretence of your love was!
My soul, deep in a black hole,
In peace do I blossom?
© magnificent_pen
I had my nails bitten until there was none left,
In deep notions, I mulled,
On how good the pretence of your love was!
My soul, deep in a black hole,
In peace do I blossom?
© magnificent_pen
