Pieces
Why do I rewind and replay the pain you've inflicted,that moment when you became uncommitted.
It is a cancer that spreads from my heart to my head.
Where and when can I find the cure?
Shall I now believe your motives
to be true, to be pure?
My heart has been shattered into a million
pieces,
like fragments of a priceless vase
that has become useless.
Who is worthy to restore
the hole in my soul
rendered by your lust?
Will it be you?
Are you the same one
to rob and then repay
the high cost of trust?
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