Betrayal Betrayal is a solemn thing, Which has yet to be addressed. You know not when, you know not who, But in stone it will soon be set. Not a grey cloud in the sky, Nor a gust of wind in the west. It could be from the worst of people, But it could be from the best. A smile one day may be not their face, But a true scowl at the end. The saddest thing about betrayal? ...it can only come from a friend
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