PURE DISMAY


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Being called a thief innocently,
Is more painful than a bruise on my skin,
But being called a thief by someone you trust so much,
is more painful than a stab to my heart

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I let the tears drop freely,
Let them call me a thief,
I suffered pain, shame and disdain,
All because I trusted you.

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I feel vulnerable,
I feel lost and useless,
I was labelled the suspect,
And thrown into a pack of wolves howling "thief",
I won't say I hate you,
I just don't need you or want you,
Goodbye.







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