Wavering Promises

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I'm smiling

Pretending I have no care in the world

Doing so many things considered fun

But in truth I'm hurting

My eyes have liquid in them

And at night

That silver weapon

Calls me name again

Beckoning me

Persuading me

But as I get ready

To do the deed

I remember my promise

To stop for you

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