Lies

by JoeyCyanide   Jan 5, 2007


I cry myself to sleep,
Knowing the lie.

The lie of you,
There is nothing I can do.

I wish it weren’t true,
If only you knew.

To express my love,
I shall not shove.

Waiting for the time,
You shall have mine.

If I were to die,
I’d have failed to stop the lie.
Goodbye.
My Love, my lie.

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