Traitor
Why did you have to do that? What made you procure that knife? of lies! betrayal! you slashed at while you face me with a smile. I trusted you and thought that, genuine, your friendship given. alas! Too late! I found that, there's a snake in you that's hidden. I loved you as a sister. Truly I did so. That's why the pain stings, Fangs sharp holding venom. Clings to my heart that will never let go.
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