Betrayed

December 1, 2007
By Mitchell Gaynor, Gloucester, MA

You do it to me
And I never knew why?
Its the same things i do
Yet you know it makes me cry,

Harder than others.
Tears pour from deeper within.
I know I do it too,
But hypocricity's no sin.

Lies. Assumptions.
Manipulations of the truth.
All said to me,
Yet spoken with little use.

After the first,
I blank out all of what is left to say.
You should know me better than that,
You shouldn't let me feel betrayed.


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