Promises Made In A Time Of Desperation - Poem by Kim Jones
I can't promise you that I won't let you down,
I can't promise you that I will always be around,
All these promises I can't make,
All these promises I can't take.
As the last tear of blood falls from my eye,
The only appearance my secret wound inside will make,
I quietly whisper that which no one wants to listen to,
And it's stolen by the wind for another hopeless soul to take.
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