My trust was once a lake
of beauty, deep and true,
kept fresh by a river of love
borne for you.
Promised rains never came --
still, you drank more and more,
ever greedy. Unnoticed
went the dwindling shore.
Now I have erected
a wall of cold steel
'round the pond that remains
and the little I feel
Lest you, in your soul-thirst,
should drink my trust dry
and leave me heart-shriveled,
unable to cry.
of beauty, deep and true,
kept fresh by a river of love
borne for you.
Promised rains never came --
still, you drank more and more,
ever greedy. Unnoticed
went the dwindling shore.
Now I have erected
a wall of cold steel
'round the pond that remains
and the little I feel
Lest you, in your soul-thirst,
should drink my trust dry
and leave me heart-shriveled,
unable to cry.
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