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Broken Promises
Where did it go wrong?
We made a lot of sweet promises
Weak foundation, broken soul
Endless days of torture and snoring
Now, my life is falling
The day you left I died
Vultures are still feasting on my body
We parted on a golden dawn
What a cruel world we live
I tried but her past couldn’t let her be
Why did this happen to us?
Her face was like the bopping sun
Her smiles were rosy as rosy roses
Never knew her heart was full
Of darkness and tears
Now, there are two people alone
Every day, I rove alone like a homeless dog
I am a stranger in my body, walking
Down a silent, ridiculing street
Broken memories
Living in the past can be very catastrophic
Our love has jumped off the cliff
Days of cold, shivering chimes
I wish she could have trusted me more
But her past killed her before we met
With Habakkuk Kargbo (Rabbi)
©?Poem Makers SL (29/03/24)
Copyright ©
Samuel Julius Kargbo
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