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Sep 5
he sat beside me as a friend
while hiding his claws behind the back
and whenever i tried to reclaim my power
my bones were broken by the fate's plan

i never said no and allowed him
to commit the brutality
was it that i couldn't differ between truths and lies?
or i could never believe this new idea of him?
This poem is part of my "Ashes of Us" poetry series, which is about friendship betrayals.
Maanvinder Pilania
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Maanvinder Pilania  20/M/India
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