Lost Trust

Her head was on a shoulder
And right next to a brain
That dwelt on other conquests
And would do so again

She trusted in attraction
Put caution on the shelf:
But woke to find that trust was gone
Including, in herself

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

One thought on “Lost Trust”

  1. hi Beleaguered Servant,
    This poem is evidently but the meaning goes a long way buddy. Truly awesome work.

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