MY PROMISE, MY WORD, MY HONOUR

On my honor,

I swear to never instill in our friendship
a contour.
I swear to always uphold
the wearing of our colors
I swear to never run from the stench of fear's odor.

I promise I'll hold on,
even through all the horrors.

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Hello everyone, it's another good day today, though the sun isn't in the sky, the air smells fresh as it's raining cats and dogs here.

I haven't written a poem since a week now, kinda feels like years though, I was really week all through last week, but I'm better now, so I'm starting the week with a very short poem.

Not having friends is a real bummer, at least that's what someone that i know said. Though to me, it really isn't though I have friends, well a lot of them, I still love to be alone. I guess that's just who i am.

So, this poem is for those friends who don't have total trust issues. Trust me they really need this.

DIVING DEEP

So no explanation for today's poem, cause I really didn't see anything that I could explain. Well apart from the first line, which still doesn't need an explanation.

The first line goes thus;

I swear to never instill in our friendship
a contour.

My bad, I meant first and second line.... Okay I changed my mind, I'm not gonna explain any more cause like I said earlier on there's nothing that needs it. But it you need the explanation please tell me. Though I doubt anyone would need it.

okay, guess that sums it up, till next time guys, bye!

my quill bleeds