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Poetry By: Luvving

A promise that never comes true is a burden to one such as you!

Submitted:Jun 20, 2012    Reads: 34    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

You promised me, you'd always be. . .

There when it mattered, our love will never be shattered

Yet today I sit by the phone, talking to myself and all alone

Frustrated because your call never comes.

You promised me I'd need no other. . .. . ..

Like a knight in shining armour, the perfect lover

Still tonight I wait with anticipation. . . . .

Hoping to see your face, but you still have not come.

You promised me you'd always be. . . .. .

The friend I have hoped for, a comfort to me.

But now in limbo I sit in a chair, waiting for the key to turn in the door.

It just has not happened, and now I fear. . . . ..

Your promise is a comfort to this fool.

Hot air!



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