"Cross my heart hope to die
Poke a needle in my eye"
Might sound deadly, so are we.
Needless to say, so is the dare.
Give them last goodbye
Thus, pick which one to stay
For a bullet will come ahead
So you pinky promise, till the end
Slip of your tounge
Might get a head, hanged
Promise this you will save
Take this one to the grave
The promise to keep is paid
Wrong move, consider betrayed
Man escaped and tried
A shout "help" outside
In elsewhere to find
But nowhere to hide
Ergo loud bang come through
In the alley of dark shadow
In midst of death, he ache
A life for him not to take
Keep the promise, never to bury
But promises turned to sorry.
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