The simplest of things causes it to shatter.
Fragile, like porcelain in the mind, it’s vulnerable.
We allow many to hold it in their hands,
Only to be picking up the pieces at days end.
With each destruction, a piece is lost.
Piece after piece disappears until eventually,
We are left with a hopeless heart,
A desperate mind, and an everlasting thirst
To find that one person who is capable
Of holding our Trust.
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