Backstabber

I thought you were my friend

But you weren't there for me in the end

You were with the one I love

You left me when push came to shove

All alone and all by myself

Like a useless toy put on the top shelf

Did you really even care?

Or did you pretend just to be there

Stabbing me in the back watching me fall

Hitting me till I could no longer stand tall

Watching my eyes bleed out tears

A backstabber was all you were for all these years




Poetry by Dark Angel
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Written on 2007-01-09 at 04:59

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Unfortunately there are too many of these fickle types around.

Good on you for getting it and them out of your system so poetically.

Tai
2007-01-09


Teala
These things hurt-I have been through the same thing with more than one person. Nice, emotional write!
2007-01-09