Betrayal
I was born to save the world.
The love I have for it can't be expressed through words.
But what do I get in return?
Hate and persecution.
I still struggle to do what I was born to do
You never supports me but keeps persecuting me.
No matter the hatred, persecution, lack of support and affection.
I still love you and will still save you
Edith Nornubari
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Poet's note: Being betrayed by the same people you are dying for.
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