Having made the error <br />thinking I knew you <br />must I reavaluate <br />personal levels; <br />stricter limits <br />of love trust. <br />I therefore <br />will stand <br />and guard <br />such heart <br />from injuries <br />lying, waiting <br />around future's <br />batblind corners <br />We victims need <br />helping out hands <br />when love fractures <br />biting, eating chunks <br />with those rotten teeth <br />that lied and whispered <br />to unknown secret lover <br />My defences organised <br />weakness will become <br />something in my past <br />Washing the hurting <br />Cleansing the soul <br />Never to become <br />the next victim <br />at the ending <br />of romance. <br />Not naive <br />Knowing <br />Wiser <br />Safe<br /><br />Ralph Acosta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/made-the-error/
