Trust is fragile.
More than wings;
It loses hope when-
the heart is unclear.
Unlike the heart,
It can't be mended.
You came,you're gone-
Well that was easy!
You borrowed my trust;
And returned it with an itch.
I scratched it and Alas!
I regret scratching it.
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
Trust is fragile.
More than wings;
It loses hope when-
the heart is unclear.
Unlike the heart,
It can't be mended.
You came,you're gone-
Well that was easy!
You borrowed my trust;
And returned it with an itch.
I scratched it and Alas!
I regret scratching it.
I'm frustrated with being back-stabbed
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