❝ I'm sorry I told them,
I couldn't help myself. ❞♡
It has occurred to me
That if my trust
Was a field of daisies
People don't get the key to the gate
Then think
"Wow this is beautiful, I'm going to treasure this."
They think
"Wow, I'd love to trample all over those daisies."
That would be fun, right?— s.v // trusting people too much
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Everything I Fear To Say Aloud
Poetry❝ to those who believed the happy girl could not hurt ❞ - in which I convert my thoughts into poetry. © CAPPUSHINO 2017 → highest ranking #34