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Thursday, 27 February 2025

3034 Never Thought I'd Be Betrayed (English poetry)


Never thought I'd be betrayed,
Yet he stood there, unafraid.

Did he forget me after all?
Or did my name once recall?

Why do you call him your own?
When he left all hearts alone?

Don’t dwell on the days gone by,
The days ahead will shine, just try.

Let him go, he's not for me,
Someone mine is yet to be.

Hard work counts, that’s understood,
Yet fate must write something good.

The one who walks with me each day,
Will stay with me, come what may.

6.00pm 27 Feb 2025

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