Your promises,
Sold for dirt,
Cheap and meaningless,
Handed over by pristine hands,
Mine worthless compared,
Calloused with tragedy,
Of deeds cast away,
Lost to my own bidding,
Excuses whispered,
Stirring heartfelt memories,
Aching for the past, where I could,
Rely on 'I promise',
But each word spoken,
Loyalties diminish


Hidden Sayings 2/4/11

© 2011 by Knownkonvict

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