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Broken Promises

Broken bonds lead to broken promises
Broken memories, shattered like glass
Walking away slowly, wishing I could run
The biggest promise you ever broke, was when you promised not to break one
You'll thank me, in the end

Broken bones surrounded by broken bottles
Broken minds, laid to waste by drinks in glasses
Fading away slowly, slowing losing the pain with each one
Every little drink, every spin of the chamber, your russian roullette gun
It'll break you, in the end

I wish you could see
How bad your misfortunes sting
I hate when you bleed
Fucked up, on fucking everything
The drugs, the drinks, the guns, the "fun"
Its all packed away
You'll find your way back, slowly wandering
You're bound to relapse
Walking away slowly, wishing you could run
The biggest promise I broke, was when I promised not to break one
You'll thank me when its over...

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  • M.d.
    June 17

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    this is a great write! congrats! this would make a great punky song. u should totally look into that!!