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Trust...
They reach me,
And,
I give them my all,
Yet after that,
They leave me Alone.
They will come back,
Once again, for sure,
With a different face,
A different name,
A new personality,
All along,
And once again,
I will give them my all,
Will they, this time
Stay by my side?
I don't know,
But that's how Trust works,
That's how Life works.
Friday 22nd September 2023 10:49 am
Everything...
I can be Warm,
As Fire,
Or Cold,
As Ice,
Flexible like Water,
Or Rigid as Stone,
I can be,
As simple as Joy,
Or complicated as Rage,
Worse as Fear,
Wounding,
Or Beautiful as Love,
Comforting.
I can be Anything,
I can be Everything,
Everything,
Depends on You.
-N
Monday 18th September 2023 4:20 pm
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