Trust. A fragile thing, A bloom born of friendship. Easily crushed, yet bandied about By clumsy hands. Can it be regained? Love. Most potent of spells. A double edged blade lodged in the heart Can turn into the fieriest hate.
Trust. A fragile thing, A bloom born of friendship. Easily crushed, yet bandied about By clumsy hands. Can it be regained? Love. Most potent of spells. A double edged blade lodged in the heart Can turn into the fieriest hate.
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Trust. A fragile thing, A bloom born of friendship. Easily crushed, yet bandied about By clumsy hands. Can it be regained? Love. Most potent of spells. A double edged blade lodged in the heart Can turn into the fieriest hate.
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and the world shifts on its axis, irrevocably, indubitably And you're left behind. What went wrong? Trust. A fragile thing, A bloom born of friendship. Easily crushed, yet bandied about By clumsy hands. Can it be regained? Love. Most potent of spells. A double edged blade lodged in the heart Can turn into the fieriest hate. Lies cut deeply; the heart bleeds. Can there be redemption?