Promise Poem by Cody Osterberg

Promise



Bite the bullet,
Or kiss the gun.
I made a promise,
I just can't run.
Blinded by pain,
Can't see the sun.
Slice the skin,
Just for fun.
I bleed for you,
You're the one.
My obligation,
Until my time is done.

Friday, October 23, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
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Cody Osterberg

Cody Osterberg

Muskegon Michigan
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