He said, he loves me
I trusted but that was not true
He said, we look great
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Sometimes loving someone a lot is the beginning of losing them
A person who left in anger may come back again
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Bodies are covered with the blood
Human hearts are emotions of flood
People everyday are murdered with Rasping
World everyday dies of hankering
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Love Is Self Betrayal
He said, he loves me
I trusted but that was not true
He said, we look great
I agree but as individuals
He was madly obsessed with me
But I was a good player at all
He begged me not to leave
But I mocked his feelings
He cursed me out wholly
Then I slept in pain and woke up in pain
I still remember his crying hiccups
The Worst nightmares, The Bad nights
Betrayal is innate part of love
And it never comes from enemies