Clean earth, unfolded waves
Shallow wind, filling water
Floating leaves, dying green
People who stab you in the back
Those who smile and laugh with you
They plot sinister acts
And delight in your downfall
Literally watch you, while you swing on the edge
Once upon a time you shared something
But
Wake and up divorce the thoughts
If you’ve survived, chances are they wish you hadn’t
Pity on them thinking they have the best, yet they don’t.
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