His Hopes

November 28, 2009
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His eyes sparkle
with the promise of new love.
I lay in my bed
with the horrid words
that made it.
You held my hand for so long.
"Forever and always," you promised.
"Love, with a passion deep within me."
Are these words, hers?
Am I so far gone?
When I shudder with my last breath
Does the last word still stand?
Or does it fade
into oblivion
like me?

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