In the quiet of the night, betrayal crept, Not with roaring thunder, but whispers softly wept. A friend once cherished, now a dagger drawn, In the garden of trust, a fragile blossom gone. Promises spoken like verses of a song, Yet hidden agendas where affections don't belong. Eyes that sparkled with laughter and light, Now mirror the darkness, a thief in the night. With every secret shared and confession made, The bonds that once flourished, now begin to fade. A shroud of deception cloaked in a smile, Transforming the heartache into a bitter trial. What once was a fortress, now crumbles in fear, Each lie a step closer, each smile a sneer. In the echoing silence of trust turned to rust, Betrayal's cold whisper darkens the dust. But from the ashes where once love laid, A phoenix will rise from this heart that betrayed. For strength is found in the lessons of pain, And trust, once broken, can bloom again
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