Promises

by Tifa   Aug 30, 2008


The bitterest soul can see deep into my heart
Knowing that my mind just won't keep him that far
As the days go by I begin to tear myself apart
Knowing that it's all just a game to get out of this mindless war.

This mindless confusion
Is all that keeps me from saying those words
That I know that without saying I'll always regret deeply
For this is a beginning which I wish so badly to end.

For in the distance
I see the beginning that I fear so fully
With such rage they blow the promises away
So I sit here waiting on the return of those promises blown away so freely...

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