trust is a gamble.
we place where we deem fit
and return with a loss or hitone pits all on one
or spreads out somesome withdraw as risk appears
with rules to which one must adherewhile others remain until conclusion
and leave with prizes, or confusiona novice is quick to give away
but the wise are mindful of where to strayyet no-one can can always predict
how the end will truly playsome add their lives, for the sensation,
or the dawning realisationthat they've caught someone to last,
consuming the future, present and past.wherever you choose to place your trust
remember always that you mustchoose wisely, embrace the unknown
and confidently place the trust you owna/n:
whereagardenwas apparently you trust me with your life, so here's a poem. Not entirely sure if you should lol but tysm anyways(plus check her stuff out, it's amazing!)
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paper aeroplanes | poetry + prose
Poetrywords that fly higher than the clouds in the sky a poetry anthology [trigger warning - references to suicidal thoughts]