Your Words
Your words,
a rapier through my heart.
I bleed
from a wounded soul.
My tears,
a salty river.
Trust is a past, not present, concept.
I am no longer me.
Your words
have forever changed me.
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2013
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