Sunday, 10 June 2018

Promise

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Promise

Even sun's gonna set;
May winter happen wet;
Still something will remain net;
I do promise.

If light were not bright;
If hope of life not stay right;
Even then heart will fill delight;
I do promise.

Only fear that could happen is depart;
And melancholy of loosing own part;
But like original sin you'll be in heart;
I do promise.
 

Jack Elixir

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