The lies

by Meghan Sprague   Oct 6, 2006


As I lay here all night crying
I think about all the lying.
you've left me here dazed and confused.
All alone, battered and bruised.
Now all I can do is cry,
for every time you told a lie.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Karley

    Hey, i really really like that poem.. (Y)