BackStabber

You paint your words in the most beautiful colors so you thought
I wouldn't notice the mold
But the smell is slowly spreading

I look at myself in the mirror
In my favorite dress
My hair is tied up the way we both like
And you said I looked horrible
It's not my favorite dress anymore
Now, I feel horrible

The ones who shake my hand are my idols
You're the one who hugs
I didn't realize you did it
so your face wouldn't be seen

You tried to dry my soaked name in the sun
And I thought you were helping me
until I faded

I have a common past with Caesar anymore.

Reviews

[Everett Dulin]

Beautiful twin poems. Atleast Brutus loved Caesar at some point...

[Beren]

In my story, no she didn't. She faked it.
In real story, I'm obsessed with Caesar.