Traitor
he sat beside me as a friend
while hiding his claws behind the back
and whenever i tried to reclaim my power
my bones were broken by the fate's plan
i never said no and allowed him
to commit the brutality
was it that i couldn't differ between truths and lies?
or i could never believe this new idea of him?
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