Promise

by Kait   Jun 14, 2006


I can be made.
And I can be broken.
My resolve is the the strongest.
When I am spoken.
Friends comes.
And friends go.
Secrets shared.
And lies spoken.
But, many promises are made as time passes.
Everything fades.
And those promises are broken.
And our friendship disappears.

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