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Poem I wrote about trust being broken. |
| Music CD's skipping, To the beat of my heart, Violins playing, To the rhythm of my tears. And I curl up in a ball, I know you'll catch me when I fall, And I'm sure, We've been through it all.. But now I know.. The trust is here, There's nothing to fear, I tell you it all and we'll see, Is it real or fake? Will I ever be awake? Or will I live A broken feeling. |