The Promise

Choking on the smoke

of my burnt out dreams,

a lung full of ashes and

a heart full of sadness.


I���d rather be a zero

than promise I���m a hero

and snatch it all away

like your fickle forever.


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Published on November 20, 2014 07:25
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