I've made a million promises
I know I can't keep
And I can't help but think of them
And weep
"A promise is a promise"
Until it's forgotten, broken,
Then, what? It's a failure?
A memory? A wound? A scar?
The words "I promise"
Are meaningless to me
Because so many people have said them
And then broken their promise
"I promise I will never leave you."
Ha. I promise I'll never die.
Why don't we both give it a try?
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Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
