Pop, crash...reconciliation.
As the light bulb peered over my head,
then exploded.
There was nothing wise about my consideration,
but to love those who walk away was my only nature.
If you hand out chances to reclaim virtue,
grudges fade away.
Ignoring the crossed fingers behind their back,
other shoe to drop-
any day.
Half-honest, slightly judging...
belligerent at any cost,
the only trust I had left for you-
pop, crash...my dear,
it is all lost.
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