there they are
made...
and broken
shared...
and never kept.
Is that what promises are?
like the one I made with you?
You said it couldn't be helped,
But you're not hurting
like I am.
trust to me
is a part of love
and my trust
for you
doesn't exist...
anymore.
so go
and tell your twisted lies
to someone else
as I cry for now
and live on
with my life.
Goodbye...
and don't come back.
April 7, 1982
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Promises and trust do go hand in hand breaking a the trust of one who promises is just as bad as breaking a promise. You make a good point in this poem its unfortunate that it has its roots in such sad inspiration. -
sad words so i will ramble on with some smiling ones for you. mmm what can i say to bring a smile, hehehe well i am nearly on the 2 point section now with typing lol offers a cup of tea there you go that is nice and hot and sugarey
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