He always said
I promise
to always be there with you
and catch you when you fall.
Then it was
Pinky swear
that I will never hurt you,
or be the one to rip you down.
After that?
Cross my heart
You will always be my first priority,
even when I have a billion other things on my mind.
He told me
hope to die
should I ever turn out like them
and find I break your heart.
Stick a needle in my eye,
when all is lost
and I hurt you.
My reply? Liar liar
heart on fire
ring around the rosy
you look warm and cozy
ashes ashes
you let me down.
I really like how the means of promising get more and more mature as the poem goes on. Then, at the end you bring it all back to a young child. I liked all of it but then.... Then I read the title and my mind was blown
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