Itrusted you
Andyou let me down
Walkingover me
Likea well-worn rug
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My faith in you
Foreverlost
Thepain you brought
Now,pay the cost
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Like icicle knives
Thrustinto me
I’mbleeding
Crimson,emotional strife
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Youare no longer welcome here
Takeyour burdens
Takeyour words
Takeyour callousness somewhere else
It’s tough..but this kind of experience truly colours who we are
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I was thinking that this has never happened to me, but it did many years ago… I just moved in and kind of forgot… ha
Thank you for commenting!
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Moving on is key.
Writing turns the key and unlocks that door.
Of course. I enjoy your writing
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This is intense! Wonderfully penned, Kevin.
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Thank you, Winnie!
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You’re welcome!
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powerful
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Thank you!
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Heartfelt and deep!
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Amazing!!
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Thank you very much!
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