M.N.I.W M.N.I.W Poet Etheree

Lessons Learnt In Life

Trust,
a term
delicate
and so gentle.
But In the wrong hands
It is detrimental.
Deception, demon's weapon.
If a firm hold is obtained they'll
provide an insertion into your
spine and allow flux without discretion.
Lesson learned, to guard trust like a diamond.
People will milk it without conscience.
Apply theories of deception
and bathe in its vain essence.
The reason I keep my
mind alert and keen.
I won't allow
deceit to
ruin
me.


October 3, 2015

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CayCay Godwin October 3, 2015 at 2:32 PM I enjoyed this - very good ... CayCay M.N.I.W M.N.I.W October 3, 2015 at 2:40 PM Thank you CayCay