Why use words?
When no one listens...
Words spoken
But always broken
Each day, same routine
Every lie, a guillotine
Promises are made
Actions then forbade
Time passes by
Memories left to die
Actions not taken
Bonds become forsaken
What words must be told?
When no one is there...
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Poetry by BD3 