Forever

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Forever

Three rings turn on my finger
Like dreams spinning out your broken promises
I can still hear your laughter
As you put each ring on my hand
Promising forever, forever, three times forever
You convinced my beyond doubt
But in a flash forever came and went

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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