Mistakes Poem by Death's Shadow

Mistakes



Tears slip from my eyes,
but my ring stays.
It was hard,
but I know we will make it through.
With I'm sorry's said
and I love you's confessed
we will live to see another day,
though we are still unsure
if it will be our last.

Monday, March 19, 2012
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