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Promises are evil Mouths open awaiting To be filled with blood Sometimes bones Other times hope They make you sell Another man for nickels They make you Bury life to avenge the dead I despise them so For they demand too much Often bruising, often enslaving.
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 4:40 PM UTC
KEEPING PROMISES
Promises are evil Mouths open awaiting To be filled with blood Sometimes bones Other times hope They make you sell Another man for nickels They make you Bury life to avenge the dead I despise them so For they demand too much Often bruising, often enslaving.
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Yrreg
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Yrreg
25/M/Lusaka, Zambia
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 4:40 PM UTC
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