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The August Promises

August, for me, was a month of rebirth

But since you gone, it’s a memory of death

And many of them, I’ll never let go the pain

I’ll always remember the promises I gave

Being loyal to their meaning

Hoping, one day, we’ll reunite in Paradise

I continue to struggle without you

To maintain those promises I have tattooed to my heart

Published inLoveSorrow

One Comment

  1. “Hoping, one day, we’ll reunite in Paradise” It’s a beautiful hope to hang on to.
    Thank you for sharing.

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