He promised old, not forgetting
she promised love, not regretting
they promised… words without thinking
one heart stopped, yet still beating
Without Thinking
EDC Writing – Believing Sight Unseen
'odd lines, short poems, bits of prose'
Simple and effective.
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Thank you, Bojana – you know me!
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I think I do.
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this one hurt, been there, true art thanks for sharing xo
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Thank you for reading me… even when it’s not easy.
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Promises and after time… Reality. I am in awe of your talent.
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Thank you, Gina… the feeling is mutual I assure you!
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Oh thank you kindly!
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Brilliant
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Thank you, Lorriane
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I love the piece, Eric. Whose heart is still beating? As usually you are a mystery for me.
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Thank you, Gabriela… I put this up on Twitter on Saturday, with I promised, you promised, we promised… not helping am I – but where would I be without the mystery? And yes I’m smiling yet again!
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I have to go and check the Twitter.
“but where would I be without the mystery?” Well, I can write a poem about that.
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I never doubted you could!
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🙂
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Relatable story. “One heart stopped, yet beating” and without remorse, worst ending for the other.
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Thanks, Susi – you got it.
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Lover’s oaths… Tsk, tsk..
Lovely work!
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Thank you, Basilike – I’d better not promising the next one will be so good!
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