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Jul 2016
Weighty implications.
An untimely end
With sparse mentions.

Promises.
I am The Great Promiser.
Bound to remembrance
Given brighter new hues
Time ruins their semblance
Like her rainbow bruise.

I am Her Great Mistake.
I am Her Great Mistake.
And now Her First Promise.
And all I'll do is take.
She is my only true conscience.
I'll love her till I break.

I am The Great Promiser.
I'm as good as my word.
And it's sand through your fingers.
Believe everything you've heard.
6:00am
A little self identifying.
Garrett
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Garrett  29/M/Canada
(29/M/Canada)   
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