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 Jun 2018 paul
Sara
love is trust
 Jun 2018 paul
Sara
When did I stop trusting you?
I didn't even notice it.
When did I stop listening,
start thinking you were full of it?

Convinced I'd heard it all before,
read all the writing on the wall.
I'd smile, and nod, then close the door.
I won't believe you anymore.

Why did I stop trusting you?
I never even wanted to.
The sky, it just turned inside out
when I first lent my ear to doubt.
'Full of it' is an English phrase which means full of **** btw
 Jun 2018 paul
Yellow Moonlight
I look to one side,
The grassy green knoll with vivid life
A grazing, gray deer - hide!
I catch a breath, pant,
The shut, sturdy door with rough knots rife
Cognition - construed - can't!
I look to the last,
The effluent embrace erases strife
A turmoil, torrent - past!

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