Betrayal

BETRAYAL

You blew my cover
The one person I trusted
So colour me gone

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on February 10, 2016, in Senryu and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

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