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I was broken but, stable, I was already backstabbed one, Life is no fairy fable, No wands, only knives and guns, The one from who you expect, The one you trust, Are the ones who disconnect, While you are left with all the dust.
The terror of treason, Haunts the daylights of everyone, Unseen scars on the back is the reason, You want the past to run.
The memories in my pocket, Poke and hurt the heart, The memories in my locket, Suffocation of my dreams start, The mistakes in my day, Remind me of the hurt, For the mistakes I pay, With the increasing levels of alert.
The terror of treason, Haunts the daylights of everyone, Unseen scars on the back is the reason, You want the past to run.
- Flaw Nova
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