BROKEN PROMISES HURT

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    A PROMISE



Promises you will always make;

In life's journey wherever it might take. 

It can raise your hopes too high;

And you will surely feel you can fly,

Till u reach the top of the cliff;

Then push you off if they don't keep their "what if".

People promise "I always will",

But if they cannot it will kill.

Your words are promises, beware!

So that you can always happiness share.

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