Trust
Trust
Broken as the skin of my arms and wrists
Show irreplaceble damage
Damage I compare to the losing of a limb
Or the permanence of a tattoo
There is nothing it can do to clear its name
Trust
Has been unfair
There's always been a foggy motive in between
To go without the other
Is to lose something you want or need
I have hope
In my survival I need not be reliant
But dependent upon myself
Copyright © Justcallme Britt | Year Posted 2012
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