Broken promises,
shattered hope,
that’s all that’s left now.
So many memories,
lie around in my mind
like pieces of broken glass,
on which I cut myself
everyday.
This silence that hides my pain,
feels like an invisible rope
around my throat,
strangling me,
slowly, mercilessly.
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What did you think of this poem? Have you ever felt like this? Share below in the comment section!
Just me 
I can relate.
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I’m sorry that you do. 🌹
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Promises aren’t made to be broken, that’s what hearts are for and hearts must be broken in order to be opened. Memories aren’t all that’s left lovely, the shards of glass are cutting new feelings free and your heart is speaking those beautifully.❤️. Your ability to relate and compensate feelings is incredible, amazing soul you have.🌹
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Wow, I never thought of it this way. You’ve got an amazing way of seeing things. Thank you 😊🌹🌹
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You’ve got an amazing way of writing lovely, like I said before, your heart is unique and can be read in many ways. Sometimes it’s what we don’t say that is meant to come out. 🌹🌹
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Thank you so much for your lovely compliments. You never fail in flattering me. 🙂
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Not flattery, just facts lovely.🌹😉
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🙂
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