My Anger

Feeling: betrayed
Go ahead and stab me in the back like that. But don't stop there. Just as I grab my chest, gasp for air, and collapse to my knees, hold a gun to my head. Stand there and tell me all my flaws, and how you're so much better. But you're too cruel to pull the trigger. You just leave me there to drown in my pain. And then the other one comes and rather than helping me up, walks all over me, and tramples my spirit. Some friends I have. The worst part, i let it happen...
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