she said then just moved right on,
completing a thought while I lingered.
Promises, vows, solemn oaths,
the superglue of life —
sometimes they're lies,
occasionally boasts,
just braggadocia intended in jest —
but a source of admiration
from one we would wow or woo.
But once words gain eternal life....
How can I come by discernment
to grasp the nature of my binding words
and courage sever bonds unwisely made?
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