Poem |Betrayal

A Smile and a Scar

An Irrecoverable Wound of Treachery

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A thing you never desired,
For which a blame was acquired.
A smile that I saw,
And a frown which grew,
From a person who never threw,

Making me curious
That’s why he’s furious.
As I try to be strong,
I can’t recognise what I did wrong.

The one who broke my trust,
Leaving a permanent indent of rust.
Having a smile, I cross him,
Because crying would never make us bro’s again.

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Maaz.