every sorrow
~
i dreamt of a background
my thoughts could erase,
when laughter and teardrops
fell lost in this place,
and teacups from Denver
held soft drinks instead,
while words that you shouted
still ring in my head,
will anyone notice
that truth is a pawn,
to whisper a farewell
the day I am gone,
for promises shattered
are all they can be,
when every sorrow
is best friends with me
~
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2025
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