Edge of Promises
Suddenly walking out the door without giving a reason
Time to move on; blindsided by this final love's treason.
You said we would be the best and time will give witness to your pledge
A life together without the hurts; who would have known the razor's edge.
I'm getting on with life but need to check the bottom of my shoe
Because garbage man ... I fell in love and I stepped in it too!
kdarcy commented on Edge of Promises
10-23-2010
10/23/2010
SallyLoBurgio commented on Edge of Promises
10-12-2010
ESSENCEOFLOVE commented on Edge of Promises
10-12-2010
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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