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Betrayal

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Betrayal

You were my friend, I thought,
A true and faithful friend
Who stood by me and held my hand,
Sustaining me, assisting me,
A pillow for my tiredness,
A place to rest my head.

Were you a user in my need
Or an abuser of my trust?
Was it duplicity and perfidy
And I too blind to see?
How could you make a mockery
Of all that I believed?

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©DGA

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

12 thoughts on “Betrayal

  1. There’s nothing quite as brutal as the realisation that you’ve been betrayed, I’ve been there.

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  2. Sometimes I think that is the worst type of betrayal 😦

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    • Yes, too deep!

      Long w/end? Hope the knee is getting better. Mine started when we had a gravelled surface to park on at work and I kept twisting my knees slipping on it when getting out of the car!

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  3. ouch, that sounds like something really nasty

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  4. it truly hurts when a friend slides the knife between your ribs..i am torn do you think it better to over trust or over protect?

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  5. I too have been there. It is the kind of hurt one thinks will never go away, but when it does, we are better people for it.

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  6. A friend can stab so much deeper than an enemy. Very good.

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