Poetry Sunday
You say don’t speak the words that I am thinking.
It hurts your heart to know I feel the way I do.
I say don’t make promises you’ll never keep
For every broken promise hurts me, too.
It’s funny how it all comes down to this:
You draw your line; I draw mine, too.
We can love someone that we still miss,
And it doesn’t …
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