I gave you a loaded gun
And put my life in your hand.
You didn't think twice before you pulled the trigger
There, you shot me, it was all planned.
You gained my trust,
And made me demolish the wall.
Shot me before I could rebuild it.
There,you watch me as I fall.
Days, Months and years passed by
You left me with a wound.
I built that wall again,
Incase I saw you around.
Now that I don't trust anyone
I don't handle them the Gun.
Because once the trust is broken
You don't expect to get another One.
-N.Hetari
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Beyond The Thoughts
Poetry[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
