Work Text:
trust is a
cherished thing
fragile like a
baby bird
a gift to be
protected
when wielded like
a sword
it slices
it terrifies
there is nowhere
to turn
when your trust
is your abuser
When trust is the weapon, you have no where to run.
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trust is a
cherished thing
fragile like a
baby bird
a gift to be
protected
when wielded like
a sword
it slices
it terrifies
there is nowhere
to turn
when your trust
is your abuser
this was originally written with derek and carl buford in mind, but it also links to spencer very well. interpret it as you wish.
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