September Love8

The Scapegoat

Stained bluntly and open

No eyes turned to see

The knife twisted deeper

Oozing out the truth

Colorblind to intuition 

Reminiscing past mistakes,

To follow a deceitful heart

Shaped like a scapegoat

Betrayal.

The kiss of An enemy 

Is close, yet

I kiss back.

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