Vincent Feliciano


Who caused you to sell
your costly love
for the stories told of me?
The ones carved out
by the hollow laughter
of the wicked, taunting sea

In your endeavor to the masses
you only tickled your insanity
But when you turn to reap
your wages
you will only find your vanity

Too late! Too late!
Your chance to be loved has fled!
And all that your heart has
left for you
are the holes from which it bled

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Topic(s) of this poem: betrayal

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 21, 2015

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Comments about Betrayed by Vincent Feliciano

  • Angel Jordan (1/10/2010 3:41:00 PM)

    Good flow, and really has a story behind it. Really addresses what some people feel.

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  • Your Thoughts (1/6/2010 1:12:00 PM)

    very well put together. keep up the good work

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