You simply can’t get over pain,
When weapon’s in your soul.
You can’t repair broken heart
Without your self-control.
You can’t forget the hurting phrase –
It’s ringing in your head.
And madness, terrifying guest,
Is lying in your bed.
You cannot talk to all your friends
Because inside is bare.
The only question that exists –
Is all that really fair?!
05.11.93
08.30 pm
Betrayal
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