Promises
Was it left broken and torn into two?
Or was it kept, somehow, secret from me
I do not know and cannot for see
The promise was opened when I ran through
I broke the pie crust and could not undo
We will not be in accord by decree
You can no longer stay here beside me
Our pie crust promise was nothing to you
Promises not kept do lead to regret
The soul is tarnished by the crust breaking
I will not remember and do not fret
I go on my way trying but aching
My heart recalls but I wish to forget
The promise broke like a pie crust baking
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