Promises

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    Promises

    Your words are full of promises.

    You promised that we would always be happy.

    Promise broken

    You promised you would never lie.

    Another promise broken

    You promised you would never break my heart.

    Another promise broken

    Your promises are nothing but empty words.

    I can't take this anymore.

    Every promise broken,

    Is like a lie you haven't spoken.

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    thecross commented on Promises

    01-11-2011

    nice rhythm with a purposeful flow and meaning nicely executed
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    Musicmynded1 commented on Promises

    05-10-2010

    Love the framework and what your saying from the inside here.
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    kittman101 commented on Promises

    07-15-2009

    this poem is in deed deep. its like you were screaming the words inside as it was written. there are so many emotions arapped up into this one. it stirs so many emotions from within. so i wil keep my comments to a minimum, beause i know a word uttered cannot be taken back. Good job on expressing yourself.
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    MrGee commented on Promises

    07-10-2009

    Very Good. I love the rhymn to the poem. It is both succint and paints a good picture. I especially liked the ending - Every promise broken, Is like a lie you haven't spoken. Keep up the good work.
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    gentlemansheart commented on Promises

    06-25-2009

    So true in this day and age,people use the word promise so sadly,when a real promise can never be broken.So it is better to not promise unless one is willing to take it to there grave and most are not.I dont make a promise unless my heart says its one that I can keep.as every promise God has made will be kept.
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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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