Your Lies

by Rhiannon   Oct 3, 2006


Dead heart,
Blood stopped pumping now,
my bodies grown cold,

Make me come alive,
Fill my veins,
Make my blood run,
Feel the warmth run threw my body,
This feeling wont last,

The truth is what kills me,
But the lies are what brings me to life,
Keep on lying,
Bring me to life!

By: Rhiannon Lee

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