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Did it come with a promise?

The feelings you had

It was wrong to use for personal gain

Not a care, not a thought

To consider the formula for despair

Only on the fly

Can you escape the reality

Of whats made up

To be make-believe



So tell me your secrets

Everything you know

I'll see to it they're kept safe

From a world you dont want to see

Surely though you realize

There will always be those

Who cant ignore temptation

To open pandora's box



Half a smile gives half a promise

I'll extend my hand as proof

Of the life you put in it

Glowing white palms

Blackened undersurface

Red veins that show us

Life is worth the fight



Stay and tell me your secrets

The truth is all I want

So difficult to speak the words

And stand behind the promise

All along though I knew

That it could not be kept

So lets end it now

While we're still ahead of ourselves