Jut a loose thread itching to be cut
cut it , and you will find it all unravel .
Just a trust itching to be broken
blindly step on it , break it
Till you feel free.
Like a loose thread
You cut it , broke it and
Unraveled it all beneath.
Like I loose thread my trust was for you , itching for another reason so it weakly falls
and you welcomingly cut it as if it wasn't even there to begin with. Simple.
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A Slice Of Reality
Poetry#59 in poetry [03/10/17] -Highest rank - -Featured in @Wp_poetry reading list "stygian skies" [24/11/18] ❤ I was born with positivity running through my viens But this world kept spoonfeeding me what they call is real A slice of reality on my pla...
