Toxic Trust

Secret lies and steady pace,
The whole existence fell in place,
A jigsaw fit, a game of snap,
A constant corner of the trap.

A match 100, perfect pair,
In toxic trust, a single snare,
Found every purity in there,
Walked straight into the Dragon's lair.

Flushed green with envy, red with hate,
A single latch loose on the gate,
Suggestive secrets, hide your eyes,
As full blown sparks shoot out from lies.

A single strike, the match tip lit,
A scarlet crack and that was it,
A full blown blaze of wildfire,
From the lust of laced desire.

Hit it, full on, with white ice,
Karmatic force, a comeback thrice,
Of course, a single melt of lust,
Turned Cloud 9 into Toxic Trust.