Old Knife

Confab With Me

When you betrayed the first time
you cut like a knife,
there was gore,
heartbreaks and emotional pour

This time when you denounced again,
I was aghast,
baffled and indifferent
but not saddened

For, now your knife is old,
it had lost the shine,
all the sharpness and the grind,
and I am sorry to say
your betrayal doesn’t hurt anymore

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