keeping trust is our choice
breaking it is theirs
when it breaks harshly
nothing left for spares
trying it to keep it,
but gets break is fate
lets start over again
it is never too late
greater as god
it is like a bridge
connecting million hearts
keeping self prestige
critical like a glass
no need of jacks
slightly ill treated
forever are cracks
u fell down i know
i tried hard god knows
but fate is the king
boiling water in form of snows
i tried to hold
u let it go
i lost precious thing
what a huge blow
i am tired of holding
the feelings got rust
worst scenario now
i have got no lust
u went away sad
my heart got thrust
u believe it or not
i didn't break your trust
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