trouble, 
thats what you are, 
gaining my trust
acting as innocent, 
as pure, 
as a angel.
while deep within you, 
lies a twisted, 
sinister, 
devil, 
that betrayed me, 
so, 
so easily
in the blink of a eye
i know, 
now, 
what you are, 
behind the mask
behind the lie, 
ive learnt, 
from my mistake, 
that huge mistake, 
which has made a scar
so, 
so deep.
defense, 
im aware now, 
i have layers, 
so many now, 
wrapped around
my injured heart.
you, 
they
did this to me, 
but, 
i thank you, 
i know now, 
im better off alone...                
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