Love is a lie

by eatmeout   Jun 9, 2005


Love is a lie
which grows every day
it weeds in and out
and starts to decay

it rips apart roses
it overthroughs dreams
it may apear magic
it's not what it seems

tear it to shreds
nobody cares
you'll be losing yourself
in haunting nightmares

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