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The way he made me feel
Was like no other.
Happiness, love, tenderness
And many more that even I did not understand
At that time.
I was so sure
That he loved me
And I him.
He would tell me little things
That made my day brighter.
Things like
"I love you."
"I thank my lucky stars for you."
And silly me,
I believed them.
I trusted him.
Not only with my heart,
But with my entire being.
I loved him more then he will ever know,
But in five mintues I learned
That love is not
A hurting heart
An internal scream
A tear
And telling another
The same things
He
Was
Telling
Me.
- Title: Betrayed
- Artist: Jess369
- Description: This is non-fiction.
- Date: 08/07/2009
- Tags: betrayed
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Lyn-z33 - 08/10/2009
- Jess i know you think i am probably saying this. But this is one of my favorite poems ever. I thought you should know.
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- D4rkest - 08/09/2009
- Amazing. =)
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- bloody_black_white_zebra - 08/09/2009
- this is really good i like it alot
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- The EHz - 08/07/2009
- Jeez! This makes my trashy poetry look like, well, TRASH!!! This is amazing
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