Broken short poem

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Promises made, promises broken
Lies that you told should never be spoken.
The commitment, I see, was just for me
so that you can live your life freely.
You talk about trust, believing you too
What comes out of your mouth, you say is true.
How can this be when you promise to God?
Lie upon lie, you are such a fraud.
A good man, to your word must you stay true
If you ever want anyone to believe in you.
You make promises you don’t plan to keep.
How can I believe you when your words are so cheap?
Even now you were given the choice
To keep the promise you were so strongly to voice.
In my eyes a good man you’ll never be
All you do is lie unapologetically
I take my words and promises to heart
We could never exchange vows, you lied from the start.
I want to marry some trustworthy
That kind of man, you will never be.

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Balveen Cheema

A word spoken by itself should be true, whether promised or not.



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