𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔇𝔞𝔥𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔰

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...Betrayal...

....What a lovely friend of mine...

...You, my Rose...

...The one I thought, I could trust...

With my heart...

With my soul...

With me...

...But...

Now...

I see the true you...

The real you...

...You've hurt me...

And, my rose...

as you can see...

...It's very....Fragile...

...You let the petals fall... 

...My Rose has fallen apart...

...It may grow back....

But....

...It surely will come back with prickly thorns...

...You need to earn my trust...

So, I can let you into my heart...

...I'm no longer, fragile...

....I've seen the true you...

....And, I've fallen apart...

...And, you will pay the price...

...The price of you're carless actions...

...But, oh...

...How stupid...

...That I've loved you...

....And, to think you loved me too....

Now, I think in shame...

'Why did I love...'

'Why did I feel...?'

And, oh, My love....

...How stupid...

...For you to believe....

...That I was 'Heartbroken'...

...How stupid...

Of you to think that you could hurt me so easily....

...How stupid...

Of you to think that I will go down without a fight....

...How stupid of you...

To think that you could hurt me...

...Don't battle with me...

...Or, my voice...

...If you know I'm right....

...So, honey...

...Don't you battle with my larynx tonight...











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