A broken promise, a shattered dream,
A vow that's now no longer seen.
The trust that once was strong and pure,
Is now just a distant memory of the past that's obscure.
The words that were spoken so true,
Are now just a distant echo in the air that's so blue.
The future that was so bright and clear,
Is now just a distant cloud of fear.
The hope that was once so strong,
Is now just a distant song.
The love that was so deep and true,
Is now just a distant view.
The dreams that were so grand,
Are now just a distant strand.
The faith that was so sure and clear,
Is now just a distant tear.
The promises that were made,
Are now just a distant shade.
The bond that was so tight and strong,
Is now just a distant song.
The trust that was so sure and pure,
Is now just a distant blur.
The dreams that were so grand,
Are now just a distant strand.
The love that was so deep and true,
Is now just a distant view.
The faith that was so sure and clear,
Is now just a distant tear.
The promise of a better future,
Is now just a distant suture.
The bond that was so tight and strong,
Is now just a distant song.
The trust that was so sure and pure,
Is now just a distant blur.
A broken promise, a shattered dream,
A vow that's now no longer seen.
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