Broken Promises (2/5/1998)
Broken promised
swept under the rug
along with dust bunnies
and things we’ve heard of
laughter used to be the best medicine
and cure
but after the sickness
I became a cynic
there is no cure
no help for anyone else
it’s all related to something else
I hadn’t heard of yet
I can’t forget
broken promises
Notes: This was a particularly bad one. I mean, I used “else” twice in a row? How unoriginal.
danielle dreger 
Haha! I love it…”along with dust bunnies”
–and I think poetry cannot be judged unless it’s my own. Damn, I totally forgot I was going to post something. I’m gonna find something real good and bad and add it to the comments early this week–don’t let me forget! : )
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