Cross my heart and hope to die.
For I promised. I will not lie.
Mama asked, so I will not.
What she asked, I have not forgot.
But every time I see those blades, I really wish that day away.
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Drowned By the Ashes
PoetryI don't remember when I started drowning. I was probably just born in the water. *TRIGGER WARNING!!!* My earliest poetry that evolved as time went by.
Regret
Cross my heart and hope to die.
For I promised. I will not lie.
Mama asked, so I will not.
What she asked, I have not forgot.
But every time I see those blades, I really wish that day away.
