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Betrayal
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de Muresan Laura [laurakm2005 ]

2009-04-28  | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english]    | 



Betrayal

And how should I feel? Tell me how I should feel!
How come this just seems unreal?
I saw it coming and it blasted me to the ground.
Imagine me not making one single sound.
All the needles of your receiver were replaced
By the satisfaction of a smile on her face.
And am I furious for you told my friend, my… too?
On shattered glass…I thank you…
With the most scared voice and utmost untrue.

Should I? Will I ? Yes I am!
I’m almost crying each word I had to condemn!
Some time ago we were constantly talking…
And now, how come we are not even walking?
I hate my neck, what’s that furious bump trying to…what?
Each thought is scrambled, their doors are shut.
And moreover, to know what I shouldn’t, be aware of my intuition?
Should I lose my head and embrace opposition?

I gave myself in a way I never did before
To find out I was just one of the others you adored?
For that?
I lean my hat!
And when I thought that we told ourselves the truth
I grew a lily… it bloomed, until today it lost its youth.

So how should I feel? What should I fall into?
One second I’m a murdered, a plague that was casted upon you
Because if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have been…
Brought into this forbidden land of a broken dream.
Is this the right mirror I ought to look now?
To trust again? To simply allow?

You are better off without me, but I… could have said it all
And not through the metaphors of someone’s call.
For you didn’t want others to be aware.
You have no idea how guilty I feel. More than I can bare.
Still...you said “I love you” long before I came there.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009
12:27 AM


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