It's been awhile.
I wrote it last night at about 10:30.
I thought about not posting it. I still am. This might only be a draft. I think I want to though.
I hope you like it.
E-mail me your comments, or IM me.
Here ya' go:
She promised me in April.
She promised never again.
She breaks her promise.
In January, she's close to breaking.
I say, "Maria, please don't," in despair.
She doesn't.
She made a promise to him.
And she wants to keep this one.
How can she keep a promise tto him,
When she could not keep her word to me?
Her words kill me.
I wither in pain.
I know what to do.
I run and hide.
And go to sleep.
And my eyes start to build.
5 comments:
it's good.
ahh
meggers
i'll bring the hersheys
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thanks megan.
i can't think of anything to make it better!
does anyone else here even understand what this means?
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