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10,000 Promises
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January 2002 Poetry I promised myself to you.
Promised you my love,
and so much more.
You promised me the moon and stars,
and your eternal love.
But unlike you,
I kept my promises.
And all you knew how to do,
was make 10,000 promises.
Not knowing how to keep them.
And in the end,
10,000 broken promises,
is all you gave me.
~*~ Jill ~*~
You wrote that on my son's birthday. To the day and year. and everything. You sound like you've had some pain in your life, and you really know how to put it into words. I really did like this poem. Atleast there was something good happening on that day :) Keep writing.
Kate