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Never trust a known stranger

I showed you all the things I cared about and
you threw it on the floor
You stepped on me like an old broken rug
Torn and unraveling
I build my walls so high up
to keep you out
Still you took my precious little soul
and in your soft gentle hands
When my trust in you was most;
You killed me dead!
Written by poedelkietjie
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