My promises were made to be broken
According to you anyway
Promise me that one day
You and I will become one again
As I slip through your fingers
The promise lingers
Of a better life
Where I would be your wife
We weren’t meant to be
The promise is no more can’t you see
You were hurting me
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Just Another Girl
PoetryShort poems from just another girl trying to reconcile love, friendship, relationships, school, and life. Highest rank 3-11-21 poetry 268
