You prosituted my love and made me a whore You exchanged my heart for a cheap fuck You pawned my soul and gave me anger and resentment You lied to me You used me You manipulate me Then you left me with distrust and pain Was it good for you?
Reason for writing:
The effects of betrayal are far-reaching and painful. Instead of telling pain destroy me from the inside out, I channelled the negative into poetry. This gave me the strength and motivation to move on and to keep going without every looking back...
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