Morning Lies

by Molly Beth Dundas   Oct 1, 2009


The Sun Shines Through My Window,
Morning It Feels,
And Down Bellow Lays My High Heels,
From The Night Before.
Just You And Me,
I Wish There Was No More,
No More Of My Misery,
I Open My Eyes,
Only To Find,
More Lies,
Dame I Wish I Was Blind!

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