Wisdom

by Baine Willows   Jul 27, 2008


I know the truth about heartache

I know that every sweet word was fake

That touch that thrilled me

Now would kill me

My life in your hands

Heart buried in the sand

You held my gaze

You walked away

For me, you say

No God to pray

I will comply

My eyes will dry

I trust you still

You and your thrill

Now I know the truth

All of it is thanks to you

I sit and wait

No will to hate

You gave me wisdom

This game is not done

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