Please Trust Me
Nothing else
But secrets between all
Of who we are...
Thy dreams of a different love
Found within the envisions of
Betrayal, and dream of I and
A proclamation of killing another.
Seemingly unwilling,
To give me thy trust...
Never have I spoken
Of secrets that had
Once left you broken,
Only those relevant enough
Are whom I white-lyingly tell,
Yet not all secrets are
Ever revealed...
Trust me, otherwise
My mind shall not stop
Aching and echoing of the lies
Which once separated me
And my feelings away
From you...
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