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Jun 2014
i promise not to bury my bones
till we are good and done with em
i promise not to wear my heart on my sleeve for
every skirt that skitters past me
promise not to be so blind to the hand that holds mine in the dark
promise not to think its too late
promise to believe in the process
believe in the dream
promise not to hold myself responsible for what
i couldn't have foreseen or done a ****** thing about
promise not to grieve for her
to remember that i'm just a human man after all
i promise that and more
if you'll just promise me one thing
don't leave me sitting here all alone
just hold my hand
keep me company in the cold night
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
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