Posted by Roses on April 30, 2012
Categories: Dark And Gloomy Poems
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Why do we make promises
We can Not keep to one another
Lies fills our lives but the
Biggest lie we tell ourselves is that we love one another
When we really don’t
Because if we did then we would be happy
Love is suppose to be full of Happiness
Not sadness and loneliness


written by Tasha Slone 2012


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