11/04/2007 Trust Issues - Poem by Coreena Dejesus
Hours of nothing, nothing to do,
Not answering your phone I’ve called a few.
I’m starting to get worried why no call back?
Mind wanders are you trying to mac?
My mind thinking what do you do?
Home from work looking for you.
Where did you go where you at,
Phone broken I don’t want to hear that.
Your lies will build out of control,
I can’t wait to hear you dig out of this whole.
I open the bedroom door aww your asleep,
I need to learn to trust I break down and weep.
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