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Once, I thought I knew you
Someone to respect and admire.
Did you ever exist at all?
Was I just blinded by your fire?
Masks removed, facade broken
Was any of it ever even real?
Was it hiding, waiting to be woken
Do you care for the betrayal I feel?
I grieve in silence, for the friends now lost
Even if it was never true
I loved them still, that friendship past,
And the people I thought I knew.
About the Creator
Natasja Rose
I've been writing since I learned how, but those have been lost and will never see daylight (I hope).
I'm an Indie Author, with 30+ books published.
I live in Sydney, Australia
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