You hurt me,
More than you realized,
When you made those disicions.
I don't understand,
Why you chose,
To commit the ultimate crime.
Was it worth it?
Destroying our lives,
With your vicious rumours,
And selfish lies?
You commited,
The ultimate betrayal.
Did you feel proud,
When you watched us cry?
Did you feel proud,
When your lies caused the loss of such innocence?
Your pride and ego,
Were your downfall.
Who knew the devil,
Had a sense of humour?
Your a disgrace,
To all the women out there.
You're on your own now,
Because I'm not going to help you.
Whilst your repenting,
For you sins,
We will have moved on with our lives.
And there's no place,
For you in them.
From now on,
You're an outcast.
A disgrace.
A failure.
You're not welcome here,
Anymore.
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