Fragile trust, a delicate thing
That once broken, can never quite cling
Again, as it did before
It shatters and falls to the floor
Once strong and solid as a rock
But now it falters, a ticking clock
A time bomb waiting to explode
The story it tells, a painful ode
It takes time to build trust anew
But the pain and scars may never be through
The words we say, the actions we take
Can mend or break, this trust we make
Handle with care these fragile bonds
For they are easily lost, like a song
Whispered in the wind, never to return
A memory, a lesson, forever to learn.
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Carminia
PoetryCarminina is a collection of poetry that delves into the depths of sadness and heartache. Each poem within the book speaks to the pain and sorrow that can consume us in our darkest moments. The words flow like a river of tears, capturing the raw emo...
