Time's Unreality

Gone is the time,
When my love was free,
Clock's fast chime,
Adds up the fee,

The hate and the anger,
Builds as the clock ticks,
Turning to a deep red danger,
As the devils tricks,

Your heart into love,
Which he then will crush,

Raven painted to be dove,
To make the reality hush,
Silence the voice,
(That clears,)
Not given a choice,
To stop the tears.

poem by Maya Robena
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Trust you, trust Me

so many things are said,
so little of them done,
yet trust me?
so hard to do,
please do not say that,
it hurts more,
than any truth could,
you have ruined,
my trust in people,
my trust in friends,
say what you mean,
say it to my face,
do not play those little games,
because;
one day you will,
take it too far,
and i will snap back,
and trust ME,
you will not get up.

poem by Maya Robena
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