The Promise

April 29, 2011
By DevinH BRONZE, Kansas City, Missouri
DevinH BRONZE, Kansas City, Missouri
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I've endured the pain, the anguish, of course the struggle
And it feels as if I'm in a race where, I'll never find the finish line
to keep my promises
We've all had a share of up and down with them, but we all know
Promises are rollercoasters, and everything in the world really isn't fun

And to be honest nothing in life is promised, but death
So if you sruggle to hold your promises in your hand
Don't stress, it's bound to be broken
like a vase on a table
with three legs...

The author's comments:
In this poem I really wanted people to know that promises are sometimes impossible in life to control, so don't be too harsh on your mistakes. Write your decisions in pen.

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