Betrayal:

D. Wyn Price
Sep 5, 2018 · 1 min read

Waking up one more time

with acid thoughts about my crime

was it me, and if that’s true

what trespass was done to you

for what was gold started to rust

and all my hope’s were built on trust

just to see it all repaid in dust

ashes,ashes I did fall down

and tried to reclaim my broken crown

but pieces were taken, holes remain

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