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as I lay in my bed,
everything still
here in my head.
faces may get old,
may be blurred
but I can recall
what I overheard.
It’s been six-weeks and
Seventy-three days.
In the dark I told you
the way they shattered
the glass of faith I invested.
In the morning,
I knew it was your turn
to do the same thing.
As if every each of you
intended to tricked me
and in just a snap!
I knew I had no one
to blame but me
as I let you get to know
the deepest part of me.
The definition of trust in me
has been tested and
I cursed to universe
it won't happen again.
Never to let any of you
be so close to the
door of my feeble heart
51 Launches
Part of the Self-Help collection
Published on May 17, 2021
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