while some say promises are meant to be broken.
i call that lying while others say joking.
truth should be in promises something to trust in.
though trusting you i find myself constantly broken.
while you try to find the strengh in your wings to fly away.
you find your wings left broken and bleeding.
no excuses and no words relevent.
writing this down is how i express it.
i love you today.
and ill love you tomorrow.
while trying to use my strength to out do sorrow.
promise me there maybe hope tomorrow.
can we be together tomorrow?
or do your promises lead to more and more sorrow?
is there hope for tomorrow?
or should i give up and die with my sorrow?
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hmm. wow. that is like great. i enjoy very much. perfection. and im so glad you got an AP. woot ! and thanks for the comment on mine .. "tonight is my suicide" .. that is mosts favorite. but i enjoy this.
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truly beautiful work
i love ur work
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beautiful flow
i loved it!!!!! gr8 going........
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WONDERFUL!
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