Mistrust.

I was hurt

Now I feel alive

skin moulded by dirt

 I am a goddess in disguise

 

Hear my voice

Watch  my  stride

You   had  a   choice

 But   still,  you    hide

 

Beneath your lies

Unforgivable   trust

My  tears  have  dried

 Kiss  these  lips  goodbye

 

For this relationship,

has died.

 

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