One day hope said to trust:
Will you ever trust me?
Trust unwillingly said:
You are just mere hope.
How could i ever trust you?
So hope went back home,
Feeling hopeless.
But on another occasion,
Trust was feeling vulnerable;
So he asked hope:
Is there anymore hope left?
Hope simply answered:
It has always been there
until you started to mistrust me!
Hope and trust then,
Were torn apart,
Without either hope
or trust.
;-)
2007-11-15
00:39:20
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