I made a promise to myself
Not to cry for any reason but Love
It seemed impossible a task to keep.
So I made another promise
To love and be loved for love's sake
Then it seemed worthwhile to feel.
So I loved and still love
And will continue to love
To my heart's content until I can
Then I did no promise.
For what good does promises bring
When all you can do is feel and care and love... Always.
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