Quite easy to gain someone's trust. It's only a matter of time...
To run the test of time (for some this time could be days, for some weeks, months, years - whatever-) is the ultimate test of living up to the trust. When one cheats, there is no excuse for it. Taking responsibility for your own actions is a thing for the toughest of the best. While the cheated, either which way, remains silently wailing; unable to voice the sheer extent of their faith lost in the sanctity of promises.
Words...
So easily used to abuse; spewed out for the sport of one's pleasure, at disjointed leisure. Used for such fickle purposes to glorify shallow emotions, having the power to elevate another human spirit to heights unparalleled, yet also steering a power ruthless enough to wring one entirely unfathomably dry of their entirety, to feel -if at all- ever again.
Deplorable this misuse of words, to simply sear the emotions of any being.
Ir-repairable masses left behind in its wake for times uncountable, eras after eras hypnotised under its control while it wreathes havoc in the lives of naive and trusting souls. Why such a beautiful tool remains in the power of those who use it for nothing else but sheer exhaustion of the human spirit, remains a mystery that was birthed alongside mankind's.
It remains in reign supreme, used again and recklessly again, raising silent wails in the cavities of broken souls, time and time and time and time again...
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