Why cant you just be honest with me. You talk about me not keeping my promise what about your. You told me you would never lie to me, then what is this, are you still with him? Dont even answer I know the truth. Just screw it you cant keep promises well I cant eighter, see what you have done to me. Your the blade in my wrist. Your the scars opon my skin. Your the lies in my head. Heres to all our fake promises. Heres to us.
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This was really interesting and very intense..
I really liked this.. You did a wonderful job..
The last few lines I really think brought the rest of the poem together.. Thank you for sharing..
Best of luck..
Angel
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