et tu Brutus?
Was a wound ever so deep?
"Ista quidem vis est!"
But the damage was done.
Faster than the bullet from a gun
love, trust and camaraderie condemned
never to rise again.
On the tree of misguided self-righteousness
a single groan signaled the end
no more words uttered.

Let us mourn what was
that is no more.
What could have been
now stunted within the sin
of betrayal.
Now I must shed this skin
of innocence spun in deceit.
Now to get the salt and pepper
not to kill you -
but to find something new
something that is true...

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