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gamble


Between hurt and hurting
I walked down to you
You pulled up strings of trust
Gave me the will to focus again
And then just when I began
 to hold trust's strings secure
You shoved me away
With a silence, absence
As if it was all just
a gamble game
of emotions
Perhaps
If
You had given
A  reason for the gamble
Survival of a fragment
Wouldn't 've killed so.

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