Trust on the road,
walking by the riverside,
crossed some trees,
and sat on the pile of rocks.
He saw loyalty walking by,
and out of curiosity asked her,
what made you visit this site?
what made you to be here?
Loyalty replied
"no matter how i am crumbled or twisted,
my devotion won't ever wither away,
i came here to soothe my mind and soul,
not to let you alone and ever to troll"
Then the trust gave a smile,
mustered up his courage and said
"I am not fragile.
I lost my way in agitation.
I became a bait to misconception.
i was thinking as a broken trust,
where i should have followed Satisfaction."
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
Trust on the road,
walking by the riverside,
crossed some trees,
and sat on the pile of rocks.
He saw loyalty walking by,
and out of curiosity asked her,
what made you visit this site?
what made you to be here?
Loyalty replied
"no matter how i am crumbled or twisted,
my devotion won't ever wither away,
i came here to soothe my mind and soul,
not to let you alone and ever to troll"
Then the trust gave a smile,
mustered up his courage and said
"I am not fragile.
I lost my way in agitation.
I became a bait to misconception.
i was thinking as a broken trust,
where i should have followed Satisfaction."
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