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FORGOTTEN PROMISES
FORGOTTEN PROMISES
We talk face-to-face, so close, so fragile. In the morning I say goodbye
my eyes searching her tearful eyes for one last gleam of hope.
Then I go, I promise from the bottom of my heart to phone you and I will
But I never do as the headlong rush that is life rushes me by,
making that one night seem so long ago.
I ask myself, did it happen? R...
Sunday 13th May 2012 7:07 pm
Call Out
It is the pleasing duty of the poet,
to offer lines that can reach to many,
to those that share his views and passions,
and for lovers to recall when they have any,
quiet moments to share together and linger in the glow,
that only they can ever know in its fulsome depths,
which in their full hearts and minds will ever show.
So call out to your loved ones,
...
Monday 23rd January 2012 4:27 am
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