I stand exposed
- in the public eye -
for everyone to see
and slander.
Betrayed.
I trusted the eyes
that looked at me -
and mistook hate
for anger.
I trusted the hand
that thrust
A knife in my gut -
As I'd trust
my own hand.
Perhaps, blood is not thick enough.
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