# Stabbed in the Back

Author: Arcaron
Tags: Betrayal, Gold, Love, Poem, Poetry, money

Still actually a WIP, but I doubt I'll have time to finish it.
Criticism and feedback would be greatly appreciated.

Hello, and good day,  
My heart you did slay.  
  
I loved you, truly,  
You left me, unruly.  
  
You were the love of my life,  
Now a memory of strife.  
  
I'm lonely, and cold,  
Didn't pick me, over gold.  
  
You're selfish and shallow,  
Thought our love was hallow.  
  
But I misunderstood,   
You're neither lovely, nor good.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/3egAoBMn