A mask she wore, to hide her charade
A heart so cold, a soul so fake
Her love was just a game, a mere mistake
I gave her my all, my heart and soul
But she played with my feelings, as if it was a goal
Her words so sweet, her touch so light
But deep inside, I knew it wasn't right
Her love was fake, a mere illusion
A lie she told, without hesitation or confusion
I trusted her with my heart, my life
But she broke me apart, with a sharp-edged knife
Now I stand here, broken and shattered
Wondering what I did, to deserve to be battered
But I know now, her love was never true
And I'll move on, with my head held high, anew
For though her love was fake, mine was real
A love that'll last, a love that'll heal
And though I'll never forget, the pain she caused
I'll find someone who loves me, with no false applause
Poet: Nunn Pari
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