Promises Poem by Jc. Verro
Promises
as i lay their
tears rolling down my face
they just stand there 'pointing and laughing
calling me a freak
so i pull out my blade
and press it to my wrist
then i dropp it
i remember you
and the promise i made
then i started thinking
is it worth losing you
I really like this one, it reminds me of the promise my best friend made me...
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4/18/2024 3:09:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sounds familliar. Is this a real recent one?