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Sep 2013
You said you would call
Fix this gaping hole you made
The one with fraying edges
That my fingers can't grasp
But you didn't
And so I'm trying
Really hard
To ignore it, let it go
Move on to a place
Where I can grab something solid,
Something I can walk on
Run on
Away from you
Far, far away
So that for once
No one will hear my tears
Give me comfort
Provide solace in open arms
Only to drop them away
Once my tears have dried
I only want to cry in peace
So that maybe
I can find a place
Where I have no cause
For tears.
Broke a few of those, didn't you? Didn't you learn to only make promises you could keep?
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