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Sunday, February 1, 2015

"Thirst For Trust"

By Arcassin Burnham

Skies were grey when you left,
And they'll be grey when you come back,
Wondering why did you have to leave me like that,
Know how to be quiet,
But your silence Is saying a lot,
Had the revolver to my head,
Cupid gave me a shot,
A thirst for trust,
Promise I won't backlash,
Thinking you were a good person,
To forget sabotage.

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