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Promises broken.

She sits back and fourth,
holding onto her legs
as if they'd go away from her.
In her lap,
she holds all that is dear to her.
Things that were givin to her
when she was a young girl.
Things from her friends,
before she lost them all.
One small tear is let lose
for everyone she had lost.

Rocking back and fourth is the only thing
that keeps her calm.
She has no comforting hand
to rub her back.
All alone.
All promises broken.
Everything, gone.

She has no where to go,
she stays in what's left of the good times.
Remembering,
hoping that it's all a dream.

As each moment passes by,
more and more promises are broken.
They told her that they'd never leave her,
but where are they now?
One by one, they all went away.
Breaking promises that they promised to keep.

You wouldn't know just by looking at her,
that all this has happened to her.
She keeps up her appearence very well,
and her smile big and white.
She fakes her happiness through out her life.
But if you look deep enough, into the depth of her soul.
You'll see how sad and alone she is.
But, no one takes the time
and no one bothers.

The promises were broken,
and now she rocks slowly,
holding everything that's dear to her.

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  • Violent Glass
    December 29, 2007
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    reminds me

    makes me think a bit of myself :-)
    but i really like this it was wonderful