PromisesA Poem by Paul TerrellThe words used to betray ourselvesWill we lose the hope and all control If you hold on I'll hold on After tastes and after thoughts Of words that fell from sharpened tongues To bitter lips lost in the moment And we didn't me to harm But words will cut like razorblades And hearts will break like glass So here we stand Bled out and shattered And the coyote calls our smiles Two great actors Obvious and faking it As we repeat our favorite lines If you hold on Then I'll hold on And we'll try this one more time.
© 2008 Paul Terrell |
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