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May 2015
Heart shattered like a pane of glass,
the pieces lying there in the grass.
On me, you turned,
by you, I was spurned.
My trust in you, chopped down,
It feels like I drown
in your treason,
I don’t even know your reason
of why you did this to me.
I’m like an amputee,
who lost his half of himself,
how do you live with yourself?
You were the one who caused this
giant abyss
between us.
You threw me under the bus.
Betrayal is raw.
Zane Stotts
Written by
Zane Stotts  Cherokee, TX
(Cherokee, TX)   
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