They are just as easy to make
As they are to break.
Our lives revolve around them,
Our every move and every whim.
We make and break them all the time,
And think it doesn't cost a dime.
They get broken and people get hurt,
That is something nothing can divert.
What are these evil things,
That shatter souls and end flings?
Our worst enemy could have been our best friend,
If we chose our promises to end.
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