Promises – Written Sunday 5th December 2010 (Aged 35)


all your promises
all your words
are made up
on the dressing table
potions and ointment
left, never used
so you did run away
truth is abused
you are just not another
thumbing a lift
but never sticking –
to the same vehicles
expecting a pick me up
but you just walk away
and emotion is aloof
i watched towers sway
and i knew that the truth
would always have to pay

James Garratt – Sunday 5th December 2010

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