Sunday, June 23, 2013


With aching heart
She stared at her betrayer
Her dark brown eyes
Welling with unshed tears

How could she?
She wondered
They have been friends
Since their childhood years

She turned and walked away
Head held high
As she heard
The whispers fade
Trust has been cracked and broken
Never to be repaved

*Allene Angelica*
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