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Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Promises

I waited.

On paper I drew a heart
And filled it with love
I placed it, for safekeeping
Into a glass bottle
And closed it.
Nothing could get in.
Or out.

But then it was time
For me to throw you out
Into the sea
Where you could be free

You opened up there
And my heart drifted away
You became who you are
And it seems you may stay


But yet I waited
On the same coast
For the same bottle
To return to me

Even then
When you did
My heart was gone
Torn into pieces
By the truth

To me you were empty.
But I knew.
You were filled with truth.
The one thing
That even our love
Could never change

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