Trust violated
Circle broken
Hearts mutilated
Denial beckoning.
I feel my idea of us shatter.
In my discombobulated mind,
I hear pieces of my broken heart clatter.
Feeling as worthless as an orange rind.
Memories clearer under the mist of deception
How had I never seen?
I allowed my heart to perform repression;
Blind my eyes in my head since
I accept, I was a fool
I accept, I have been played
I accept, its time to pull away the wool
I accept, I have been betrayed.
-Eme Umesi A.
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