the promises you once offered me are dead
and that pretty much killed me too.
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Mended
PoetryThrowback to the broken hearted days. Written in the past, here's a compilation of words strung together depicting what I felt then. Love is the only thing that is capable of making you feel so good, yet can of kill you inside out. But pain is beaut...
broken pinky
the promises you once offered me are dead
and that pretty much killed me too.
