Sunday, July 19, 2009

Poem #15: Promise

Remember how at the age of 7
You laced my fingers together and said,
“girl, that is a promise,
And don’t you ever break it.”

Well I’ve been walking around
With my fingers crossed for years now,
And I’ve got to tell you that some things
Aren’t worth keeping.


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I apologize. I'm feeling lazy, so this one is short.

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