poem Promises By Cara Thereon on Friday, July 3, 2015 I love to hear them The “I love you baby”s The “I promise baby”s They drip like rain Off of stormy lips And lie to me perfectly every time Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Like this:Like Loading... Previous Post Next Post Related Posts poem Slippery poem Bruise Photos poem writing Slender neck
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Ouch!
Deliciously cynical.
Or experienced.
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Yea. Cynical and single.
Mhmm mhmmm mhmm