Broken promises lie scattered at my feet; an aching fills my empty heart.
Hopes which once were firmly grasped, lies have ripped apart.
Unanswered questions invade my mind; seeking answers never to find.
I close my eyes in anxious vain: never to trust again.
Naivete begets wisdom.
Gallant Non Lit Artificial Christmas Trees
8 years ago
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