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we made a contract, both you and I
to be together 'till we die.
vows made to one another
binding us to suffer,
signing in the blood
of attachment,
love never
stood a
chance.
we made a contract, both you and I
to be together 'till we die.
vows made to one another
binding us to suffer,
signing in the blood
of attachment,
love never
stood a
chance.
Comments (4)
This happens wayyyyy to often and it's so sad. Loved your poem
Ouchyouch ouch. Felt the pain in this one. Well done, Kayleigh!
Sadly this happen in most marriages 😔
So well said