When trust is gone there is nothing left but suspicion of every move that you make
Every word that you utter
Every place that you go
Every friend that you make
Suspicion brings temptation
A way to think of what to do
To heal the mistrust and now there is desperation
Mixed with fear that nothing will ever be repaired
No band aids
No cures
Only time and luck can heal this curse.
Forgotten Trust©
Copyright 1998, 2018
By Felina Silver Robinson

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