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A Cry of Caesar: Et Tu, Brute?

by MaanvinderPilania

it happens when you least expect it "et tu, brute?" were the last words he uttered before falling down on his knees a witness to a horrific scene where Brutus stood with the crowd of assassin with his dagger in Caesar's heart it happens when you least expect it Caesar's cries echoed through the halls the hurt was caused by a dearest beloved friend who promised to stood by and defend the empire Did Brutus ever shed tears or did he ever stopped his hands? 23 stabs but only one hurt that came from the one who he loved
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MaanvinderPilania
21 / M / India
For You?
Written by
MaanvinderPilania
21 / M / India
Published
Sep 12, 2025
Time
1m
Notes

This poem is part of my "Ashes of Us" poetry series, which is about friendship betrayals.

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