“SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL”

Trust is a weapon
a weakness to be used
you took my everything
painted the skies blue
I don’t need hate in my life
you took something beautiful
made it something cruel.

Slowly manoeuvred us
to the opposite of love
the seed of seperation
because you couldn’t be honest
a coward abused love
you took something beautiful
and made it something cruel.

02-07-00

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