written by: Aria Gardiner-Lorde



I heard your word, sweetly caressing my soul.
Promises made, love confessed, future planned.

Enter deception.
Promises, love, future,
All destroyed at your hand.

You played games with something sacred,
Something worthwhile
Something infinite.

You played games with me.

Aria Gardiner-Lorde

Aria Gardiner-Lorde

Graphic designer, poetess, lover of words and art
Aria Gardiner-Lorde

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