weak

I did bestow  upon connecting shreds,
a deepening trust that you would soon return,
that light would shine in corners dark and and ill-defined,
where love had shrunk in small silences,
and relationship could no longer hold sure ground;
but hope is not enough to so rebuild,
when argument is weak and hate revealed. 

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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