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Ian Fineman Dec 2018
A promise is made,
To love you always,
A promise to love you,
And give you my praise,

A promise to keep,
You safe from all harm,
A promise to keep,
My heart from alarm,

A promise is love,
A beautiful sight,
A promise for life,
For you are my light,

My promise to you,
To love you always,
My promise to love you,
And give you my praise.
Love is a fickle mistress, it flips your life upside-down. It's the highest high, the lowest low, but in the end, it's worth every breath. Thank you all for reading.
Ian Fineman Dec 2018
Why do I cry,
When burning in hate,
Giving up love,
Start a clean slate,

A falling heart,
A withering soul,
My dead hands race,
Writhing in cold,

My fallen smile,
A lie, can you tell?
A figure to praise?
Or driven to hell?

— The End —