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I’ll take you to the moon and back, was the promise
He showed her his world and treated her like an empress
Everything was possible if we keep our heads high
Her dreams came true, she was so happy she could fly
With open mouth, she kept accepting his presents
She was in bliss and didn’t want to end these moments
Until the skeleton in his cupboard was spilled
Her dreams were shattered and unfulfilled
Everything changed, she had to step back
Back to where everything was black
Oh. That’s sad…
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yes, sad… thanks J 🙂
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So hard to go back to black…perhaps the most certain promises are the ones we can keep for ourselves? A heartfelt poem.
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thanks for the advice, Jae Rose 🙂 glad you like the poem ❤
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the last line cries….
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can’t help but cry… thanks, Gazal 🙂
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The skeleton must have been pretty bad for her not to be able to accept…
Randy
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Perhaps she had no choice but to step back. thanks, Randy 🙂
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Sometimes when that skeleton comes out, the wisest thing to do is step back!
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yes, that’s true. thanks, C.C. 🙂
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oh, very very sad ending for her. Too many times, things are not what they seem. Sad, sad.
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sad realities of life! thanks, Lilian 🙂
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Awww. So sad but it happens in this life, huh?
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I guess… thanks, Carol 🙂
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handsome!
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cheers 🙂
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