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Oct 2010
You promised you'd be there.
You said, and you swore.
and though I'm not bitter,
my heart's still sore.

You said, and you swore
as you walked away,
my heart's still sore
yet I'll live out the day.

As you walked away,
and though I'm not bitter,
yet I'll live out the day
you promised you'd be there.
(c) kath otoole - 02/10/2010.
A Pantoum obeying the original Malaysian formatting.
Written by
kath otoole  North East England
(North East England)   
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