You smiled a bloom so fair and sweet, But poison petals hid deceit. A twisted vine around my heart, Tore my fragile world apart. In your betrayal, I lost my life, Pierced by thorns, a painful strife. My tears fed the barren ground, Where only bitter truths are found. Trust is a fragile, fleeting thing, A butterfly with injured wing. Once broken, cannot take flight, Forever scarred by sorrows bite.