Trust ,
Certitude ...
Broken , demolish, forsaken ...
Into the dept of jealousy ..
resentfulness ...
A single stone by a single stone ..
Sweat and tears ...
Built the warm cell ...
Of trust and certitude ..
But sadly ...
Went to waste ...
All of it ..
All that took ,
Is seconds of nothing ..
Simply nothing ..
As I kept my effort ..
And continuously tried ...
You took it ,
As if a play toy ,
And shattered it ...
Not once ,
But countless times ...
All left in my conscious ...
A broken bond ,
Raging anger ,
Endless fatigue ,
And overwhelming tiredness ...
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