Feeling used
like a pawn in your
game of lies.
Only to be cast aside, to
be forgotten, until your
next move.
Not caring how
it feels to be exploited.
What it does to me.
Crushed by the
crumbling of heartbreak.
Broken.
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Author:
Jeannie (
Offline) - Published: February 12th, 2023 20:05
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
'beware that dark empath, in your life'
approaching with smiles, that never quite
reach their eyes
and promises, worded too eloquently
rehearsed
Thank you. I will try, but it is hard when it is a loved one.
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